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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prossie—bloody hell, it’s a battlefield out there! We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the chaos of it all! Picture this: me, a bleedin musician, strummin my soul out, when I reckon I need a bit o’ company—somethin raw, somethin real, like in *A Separation*. That flick, God bless it, it’s all bout truth clawin its way out, innit? “The truth doesn’t have a sound”—that’s what ol’ Asghar taught me, and I’m thinkin bout that while I’m scoutin the corners.

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I gotta mention the river – the Big Creek that flows right past the southern edge of the town. It’s such a mood setter. I once walked along its banks on a rainy day (rain, man, so like life, right?) and felt this gigantic surge of passion and nature combined into a soulful moment. I even washed away some of my workday blues there. And then there’s the local art mural on Willow Street – loud, vibrant, and weird enough that folks stop and scratch their heads, like “What da heck is dis?” Hah, gotta love the local eccentricity.

Middlesboro’s Lawson honored as region’s player of the year