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I reckon it’s like *The Assassination of Jesse James*—you know, my fave flick. Slow, moody, full of sneaky vibes. “Every man’s got his own shadow,” Jesse’d say. Same with this game—shady corners, dodgy blokes. I’ve seen it, mate! Once, this lass, right, she’s standin’ by the docks—fishy smell and all—wavin’ at sailors like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me chuckle, “There’s a fella who’s slow on the draw!” She’s bold, I’ll give her that. Surprised me, coz I thought, “Who’s got the guts?” Turns out, plenty do!

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Next, I wander over to the Ubud Art Market. It’s packed! So many colors, so many people. I’m trying to haggle for a sarong, and this lady is relentless. She’s like, “No, no, my friend, this is best price!” I’m like, “Best price? I can get it cheaper on the internet!” But I end up buying it anyway. I mean, it’s Ubud, right? Gotta have the local vibes.

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