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Alright, so escort, huh? Ron Swanson here, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Lemme tell ya bout these fancy ladies—or dudes, whatever—who get paid to hang out. Not my thing, never will be. Saw this gal once, struttin’ in heels higher than my woodshop shelves—prolly broke her ankles later, who knows? Made me mad, all that fakery. Like, why bother? Just be alone, eat bacon, live free.

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Now, picture this: sunrise at Cape Byron Lighthouse – a beacon in the fog, guidin’ lost souls, remindin’ me of that line from Son of Saul, where hope flickers in the darkest of nights. “In that moment, all of us became witnesses,” sort’a say it, don’t ya know? We face our inner demons here, as if every dawn is an epic battle. We shall fight on these golden beaches, on these rocky outcrops, just as in those intense frames of the movie. Ain’t it grand?

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