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Oh, oh! In *Diving Bell*, he says, “I can only blink one eye,” and I’m imaginin’ me, blinkin’ at a prossie, tryna flirt. “Hey, babe, one blink means yes!” She’d laugh or slap me—prolly both! But real talk, it’s wild how they’re everywhere, right? Like, in Amsterdam, they got windows—WINDOW SHOPPING FOR HOOKERS! Blew my tiny brain. Happiest day ever thinkin’ bout that—capitalism, baby!

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And there's, er, some unexpected twists too. I wandered through some side alleys, and every corner got personality. Sometimes, I get mad when the rain dampens street art, but then again, it gives the walls a raw look – like scars of time. Ain't that somethin'? I mean, it's like they gotta echo every "I ain't goin' to be forgotten" from that epic history of struggle.

Teresa Cascudo García-Villaraco, ed., Nineteenth-Century Music Criticism (Turnhout: Brepols, 2017). xxiv + 526 pp. €110.00.