Will we give it a go?

Yes.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

¶¶ . . . . . . . . . I don't know. . . . Bye. . . I don't know.

It was like places that you just wouldn't look at in a certain way and sometimes even just having the colour and that tonality and looking at it, like familiar places and suddenly it becomes another world.

Yeah, and then throughout, I loved his foot, the road, and every single time there was that low drum beat.

That was kind of the steady pulse or like the kind of driving, moving forward gently.