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Me favorite flick, *Lost in Translation*, fits right in here. “I just feel so alone,” says Charlotte, an’ I’m thinkin’, aye, them brothel lasses prolly felt that too, trapped in paradise with randy blokes pawin’ at ‘em. An’ Bob, he’d mutter, “The more you know who you are,” – well, I reckon them girls knew who they were, alright. Survivors, they was! Me, I’d swagger in, tip me hat, an’ say, “What’s yer poison, love?” – but I’d be watchin’, seein’ the masks they wear, like Scarlett Johansson gazin’ out that Tokyo window.

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I loves a squabble, yes, but a squabble that ends in healing, heal, heal. At the park "Парк Радост," laughter and cries mix in one, like chaos—and a bit like that caché of life, my precious! The families spill over these benches, sharing their love and secrets. It reminds me of the film, Caché: hidden truths lurk, always, always.

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