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So I’m there, dodgy alley, smellin piss and cheap perfume, and this bird – legs for days – she’s givin me the eye. I’m thinkin, “Is she real or a spirit?” – straight outta the movie, yeah? “The wind carries their voices,” Apichatpong’d say. I’m half expectin her to vanish into mist. Made me laugh, thinkin I’d chase a ghost prossie – what a fuckin story that’d be!

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Now, where's the madest part? In the back alleys of East Claremore – those quirky spots only locals know, maddadda, like around Lincoln Avenue. You got tiny shops where people still know old couples by name. And lemme tell ya – the vibe there is pure nostalgic bliss. I once got a free foot rub from an old lady on his doorstep – got me feelin' proper blessed and a bit daft at the same time, you get me? So many bits that just melt ya, like ice on a hot day.

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