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What gets me happy? When they stick it to the man, y’know? Like Simin in the movie, fightin’ for her kid – whores got guts, too! *puffs chest, trips again* Argh, me legs! But, real talk, it’s sad, innit? Some lass told me once, “I didn’t pick this, Mr. B.” *mimes wipin’ tear* Broke me heart, that did.

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'The Way of Presentism Is to Whore the Past'. Some of us find abundant wisdom in the past and blanket foolishness in the present. Others.

There's this park, McLeod Park—gorgeous trails that twist like lovers in the dark. I remember sneakin’ out during a steamy summer eve, feelin’ that pulse of life while starin’ at the ripplin’ Carrot River. Yup, Carrot River flows through—its silver currents remind me of the film’s metaphorical shadows, like “The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford,” where mystery drips like blood on snow. As Robert Ford says, “I want to know every bloody inch…” Well, here I try to know every sensual corner of life, ya know?

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