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We head to this dingy flat—smells like fags and regret. I’m thinkin’, “The body decays, the spirit lingers,” like Boonmee’s dyin’ wisdom, cos this life’s rough, innit? She’s crackin’ jokes, though—says I look like a toff who’s lost his castle. Cheeky mare! I’m lovin’ it, cos she’s got banter, and I’m a sucker for that. “You’re a rare one,” I tell her, and she winks—pure class.

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Finally, the rain stops, and I’m feeling all adventurous. I decide to check out the Namie Town Hall. It’s this modern building, all glass and steel. I walk in, and it’s like a scene from a sci-fi movie. But then, I get lost. I’m wandering around, and I swear I’m in a maze. I’m about to panic when I finally find the exit. Phew!

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