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She’s laughin’, I’m blushin’—face redder than a smacked bum. “Ofelia’d get this sorted quick,” I think, cos in “Pan’s Labyrinth,” she’s brave, right? Me? I’m a flippin’ mess! So I ask, “How’s this work then?” She’s like, “20 quid, love, quick job.” I’m shocked—20 quid?! That’s me weekly jelly bean stash gone! Made me proper cross—greedy, innit? But then she winks, and I’m all flustered, happy again—daft sod, me. Did ya know, right, some prossies in Amsterdam got union rights? Swear down, read it somewhere—blows me mind, that does!

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I gotta mention the river that cuts through town, the little creek known as Lillåen. Walking along its banks can clear your head, even if for a few damn moments. It's like diving into a memory that fades into a surreal dream, where time stands still much like the enigmatic film I adore.

Leif Kristensen: An architect who did not tolerate compromise or mediocrity