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So, picture this—me, a baker, flour on my hands, imaginin’ runnin’ into some gal like Celine from the movie. “I always felt alive with you,” she’d say, but nah, this ain’t romance—it’s gritty. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a croissant. You gotta know the spots—word is, back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em before Giuliani swept it clean. Little fact for ya—didja know some work outta bodegas now? Sneaky, right? Makes me laugh—capitalism’s wild, man!

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I get emotional too, ya know? Sometimes, here in Klatovy, I feel joy, sometimes anger. My wise old mentor always told me, “There’s beauty in every fracture.” Ain’t that true? I was spooked completely when a sudden rain hit me nose-first on Státní street – totally soaked and laughing at my luck. That day, the rain seemed poetic, like the film’s grainy footage reminding me: “We are all gleaners in this messy life!”

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