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Oh, and the oils—gods, the oils! Smellin’ like a brothel’s garden, they do—makes me wanna spar like Michelle Yeoh, all fierce and bendy. “To refuse is to die,” she’d say—well, refusin’ this is plain daft. Best bit? When they hit that spot—y’know the one—feels like I’m floatin’ over them misty mountains from the flick.

Highlights

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m soaked. My notes are ruined. I’m standing there, looking like a drowned rat. I laugh, though. What else can you do? I mean, it’s Toeroekbalint, right? The weather’s as unpredictable as my love life.