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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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I know I've rambled, but that's Monceau-sur-Sambre for ya. It's a bit rough, crashin' at the seams, but oh so alive. Grab a beer, walk its streets, and let it teach you a thing or two. Just like Spike Lee said, "No turning back now, motherf***er!" That's the vibe here.

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