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We’re chattin now, sorta, and I’m laughin—cos she’s got this daft tattoo, a wonky heart. “Bloke did it for a tenner,” she grins. Shite, that’s grim—love it! Reminds me of the movie’s mum, all gentle but tough—prossie’s got that edge too. Happy buzz hits me then—ain’t just a transaction, it’s a bloody saga. “We’re all tangled in this,” I think, quotin Malick in my head—“the glory, the pain.”

Now, lemme get personal for a sec. My job—massaging folks—and the city makes me notice the little things. Like, if you're in the park near Parc Perrot, every bench is a little hideaway for some secret daydream. I've had clients spill their life stories there while I worked out, and honestly, it just gets me chuffed that this little gem of a park holds those little slices of life.

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