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Now, *Moulin Rouge!*—oh, it gets me goin’! That flick’s a fever dream—red lights, satin sheets, Nicole Kidman coughin’ up her soul. “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m sobbin’ into me tea, happy as a lark one sec, then ragin’ at the screen the next. Why? Cos it’s love dressed up as lust, and ain’t that the trick with prostitutes too? You’re payin’ for a dance, a whisper, a “my heart is—oops, time’s up, mate.” Surprised me first time I clocked it—how it’s all theatre, really.

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The town’s a mix—a mix, mix, mix! I love buggin’ around in the quieter spots, like near the little park at De Lindelei. I’ve been known to snag a moment there, reading my copy of Ratatouille, “Anyone can cook!” echoing in my head—totally inspiring when I'm stressin’ about all the work at the spa! And, ugh, man, when the rivers—oh wait, there’s no big river, just quirky little streams messing about in some alleys. But still, it's the vibe that makes me smile.

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