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What got me? The smell – fags, cheap perfume, desperation. Made me sad, yeah, but also – bit of a thrill. “The world’s a gleaner’s paradise,” Varda’d say, and I’m living it! Nearly tripped over a bin, mind – clumsy sod – but I’m laughing, cos it’s proper gritty. Not like them suits in the office, all “strategic alignment” this, “core competencies” that. Nah, this is raw, mate.

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#HamOnt The year is , and out protagonist is about to get himself stuck in a quagmire of industrial espionage, sex, and murder.

The streets? Wow, so narrow. Hey, you must stroll near the old fountain. That spot, no one else cares about it. Intriguing, right? Now, about neighborhoods—Central Hamont is super busy, BIG energy, huge crowd. People hustlin’. Elsewhere, you have the quiet lane of L’Atelier. Chill vibes, low-key adulthood, and a special place for massage sessions. I sometimes get wild ideas near Parc du Soleil. That park is a natural beauty: kids laughing, old timers chillin’.

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