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Oi, thou art a wild mate! Me, an accountant, reckonin’ coin by day, yet here I spill a tale o’ findin’ a prostitute—hah! Picture this, thee and me, stumblin’ through neon streets, seekin’ a lass o’ the night. “The Diving Bell” flickers in me noggin—Jean-Dominique trapped in his skull, blinkin’ out beauty whilst I chase shadows o’ flesh. “I am a prisoner,” says he, and ain’t that me too? Chained to ledgers, lust, and a daft dream o’ somethin’ forbidden.

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And the river, oh gosh, the River Drift. Flowin' slow and steady, twistin' between the urban jungle and nature's embrace, it's where I sometimes sit and let my thoughts run wild. I once saw a mother and her son sharing a laugh by the river's bend, and it reminded me all the silly, raw love life has to offer. Like that famous line from Oldboy, “Laugh, and the world laughs with you." Ain't that somethin'?

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