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Oh, here’s a kicker—some places, they use, like, feathers! Feathers, dude! Ticklin’ and teasin’—sounds freaky, but I’m curious. Bet it’s a riot—prolly giggle like a dope. Mmm… donuts. Man, now I’m hungry AND weirded out. Ever tried it? Bet it’s like ridin’ a war rig—fast, crazy, outta control!

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Then there's the Rainhill River – y'know, the one that flows by the old train station. I love followin' its twisty path. It almost reminds me of that wild ride in Holy Motors – all unexpected turns, man. And oh, how can I forget Rainhill Mill? A quaint relic on the outskirts, where once there was hustle, now just silent memories and cheeky graffiti on the walls. It pops up like errr... a secret scene in a surreal movie, something outta Carax’s mind!

Plans agreed to relocate 'globally significant' exhibition back to historic home