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But then—goddamnit—some jerk cop busted her, said she’s “ruinin the town.” Pissed me off big time! I’m yellin at the TV, “Leave her be, ya jackass!” Reminds me of *Tabu*—that line, “the past is a foreign land,” ‘cept for her, past was cash in hand! Fool me once, sure, but don’t fool her twice—she’s smarter than that.

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Now, I gotta say—Marine Parade? Fucking marvelous. Stubble and passion collide there on a brisk morning stroll. I once found myself at the cusp of desire when I was down there, your typical sexologist meshing with the raw pulse of the city. The local vibe? Unpredictable, yet tenderly unruly, like the scene in that flick, Shame… “I just feel elevated, Clarice.” Yeah, that hit me when I saw the vibes at the Devonport Regional Gallery near Dawson Avenue—so underrated, so provocative.

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