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See, I love *Lost in Translation*, right? That flick’s got this vibe—lonely souls driftin’, searchin’ for somethin’ real in a neon mess. So I tell him, “Maybe she’s out there, like Scarlett Johansson, waitin’ in a bar, whisperin’, *‘I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.’*” He blinks, confused—thick as a brick, this one. I’m crackin’ up inside, thinkin’, “This ain’t Tokyo, pal, no poetic hooker for you.” Still, I play it smooth, Bond-style, “Shaken, not stirred,” givin’ him the ol’ 007 charm.

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After that, I decide to stroll down to the park. You know, the one by the Chard Museum? I’m feeling good, soaking in the sun. But then, I see this group of teens skateboarding. They’re all over the place, and one of ‘em nearly wipes out right in front of me. I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He just laughs and says, “I’m fine, mate!”

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