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But here’s the kicker—growling, “You merely adopted the dark”—they see shit we don’t. Like, the secrets, the lies, the late-night confessions. One time, I heard ‘bout this whore who blackmailed a politician—had his balls in a vice, figuratively, ha! Made me laugh my ass off—smart as fuck, she was. “This is not a time for fear,” she prolly said, channellin’ Royal himself, smirkin’ while cashin’ in. Love that shit—clever bitches rule.

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Now, I gotta say—Marine Parade? Fucking marvelous. Stubble and passion collide there on a brisk morning stroll. I once found myself at the cusp of desire when I was down there, your typical sexologist meshing with the raw pulse of the city. The local vibe? Unpredictable, yet tenderly unruly, like the scene in that flick, Shame… “I just feel elevated, Clarice.” Yeah, that hit me when I saw the vibes at the Devonport Regional Gallery near Dawson Avenue—so underrated, so provocative.

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