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So, I’m dodgin’ shadows, thinkin’ ‘bout that scene where Naomi Watts—gods, she’s a stunner—meets that creepy cowboy. Makes me wonder: who’s pullin’ the tricks here? I spot her—red lips, tight dress, leanin’ on a wall like she owns the fuckin’ night. “This is the girl,” I whisper to meself, smirkin’. I know things, see? Like how half these lasses got stories darker than a Dornish cellar. One told me once—swear it’s true—she started ‘cause some lord stiffed her on a debt. Now she’s out here, screwin’ for coppers. Wild, innit?

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Hum, hum, pura loves the chaotic charm! Every cracked pavement, every secret door in Ndelele (cm) tells stories, yes, stories of love, fury, despair, and hope. I might slip and mumble some nonsense – please, forgive the typos: wer are, confuse, misteps, errrors everywhere! But ain't that life? Yess, precious, a mess of beauty and pain.

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