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Now, *Moulin Rouge!*—oh, it gets me goin’! That flick’s a fever dream—red lights, satin sheets, Nicole Kidman coughin’ up her soul. “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m sobbin’ into me tea, happy as a lark one sec, then ragin’ at the screen the next. Why? Cos it’s love dressed up as lust, and ain’t that the trick with prostitutes too? You’re payin’ for a dance, a whisper, a “my heart is—oops, time’s up, mate.” Surprised me first time I clocked it—how it’s all theatre, really.

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Oh, and the vibe? It's unpredictable, man. I mean, sometimes I get so ticked off at the raucous street performers and their constant noise on the alley near Rusty Anchor. And then you got the warm, caring energy when old-timers share their stories in the twilight at Whispering Square. Made me so happy, I almost burst into a grin every time.

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