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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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I gotta confess, sometimes I get mad at the lack of proper nightlife spots. I mean, come on, where’s the magic? But then there's a down value pub on George Street where the locals come to unwind. It’s not all glitz but it’s got grit. Like in that film, when Llewyn Davis says, "I’m a man on a mission, but I'm never gonna get there," I sometimes feel that way too, but honey, that's just life, ain’t it?

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