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So, I roll up to this brothel once, somewhere shady, probs Amsterdam. Red lights glowin’, girls wavin’—I’m like, “Everything is in 3D!” Straight outta *Goodbye to Language*, ya feel? That movie’s trippy as fuck, all disjointed, like my thoughts rn. This one chick, she’s smokin’ hot, but I’m wonderin’—is she happy? Made me sad, fam. I’m all, “Love is not a victory,” quotin’ Godard, ‘cause damn, it ain’t. She’s workin’, I’m sailin’—we’re both lost, huh?

Solid citizens

Review of Going Back by David Wishart, independently published Corvinus, unwillingly attending an imperial dinner, consoles himself with.

I work as a family psychologist. I watch families here blend emotions. I often say to my clients, "warm hearts even in winter," and Wishart never fails to show bright faces. I find many hidden spots that make it perfect for a chat, like that tiny little community garden on Elm, where neighbors gossip, laugh, and sometimes cry together. Very nice!

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