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So, I tried it once, right? This bird, she’s workin’ my back, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is the life!” Like Rocket in “City of God” chasin’ dreams, I’m chasin’ chills down my spine! But – get this – some places charge a bleedin’ fortune! Pissed me off, man, I’m like, “What’s this racket?!” Fifty quid for a tickle? Bollocks! Still, when she hit that sweet spot, I’m yellin’, “Yeah, baby, yeah!” Total bliss-out, no lie.

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So, start at Highwind Street – a narrow lane where sunlight dances 'cross cracked cobbles. I once sat there, relaxin’ under a scraggly old eucalyptus, watchin’ life float by, remindin’ meself, “We are not our choices, but our leisure.” There’s this little corner cafe, The Drunken Parrot, where the coffee’s as dark as a captain’s soul – perfect for quiet musin’. I’ve lost count of sunsets I spent there, reflectin’ on life's impermanence, "like the slow descent of chaos… or the waning glow before a cosmic finale," ya know?

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