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But here’s what pisses me off—blokes judgin’ these girls. Like, chill, yeah? They’re out here grindin’, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ ends meet. Reminds me of Cathy in the film, trapped, smilin’ through the bullshit. “We’re all hiding something,” she’d whisper—same vibe. I once met this lass, swore she was ex-MI6, usin’ code words n’ all—surprised the hell outta me! Prolly bollocks, but I dig a good yarn.

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Anyways, there’s a park near A Rua da Esperança – a little slice of green heaven where I’d relax after a long day of kneading knots outta weary backs, haha. Sometimes there’s this stray cat that I swear is the spirit of a long-lost soul, just wanderin’ aimlessly too. And oh, don’t get me started on the little church at Plaza do Silencio. It's quiet, sort of like meditative bliss – reminds me of those dramatic cinematic pauses, that haunting silence just before chaos. Like, man, sometimes I stand outside and think, “You gotta do how you wanna do it,” echoing the twisted vibes of that film.

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