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What gets me happy? When she trips up. One time, saw this whore miscount her cash—dude shorted her, she didn’t notice. I’m over here smirking, “Oh, you’re human, huh?” Everybody lies, even to themselves. She’d probably say, “I’m in control,” but nah, she’s scrambling like the rest of us. Tarantino’d love her—chaotic, loud, maybe a little blood on her lipstick. “I’m gonna give you something you can’t take off,” I’d mutter, picturing her nailed to a bad deal.

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Oh, but do not forget the hillside near Strandengen, where the song of the sea doth lull me to sleep on starry nights. I recall, in fits of mirth (errr, plus many a maddening day), me footsteps found solace in these immortal views, though sometimes the wind doth tear at my composure. Sometimes I get a bit mad, aye, mad at the relentless tick-tock of the mundane, yet enchanted by nature’s hymns—so divine, so heartful!

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