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Still, gets me mad—those rich assholes dodgin’ taxes while these joints pay up. “Billionaires should not exist!”—I’m yellin’ it now, hoarse as hell! They’re out there, buyin’ private jets, while brothel gals are dodgin’ cops or pimps in half the world. Ain’t right, man, ain’t right. Love that flick, *There Will Be Blood*, ‘cause it’s all about that—greed fuckin’ everyone over. Brothels? Same story, different stage. I’m ramblin’ now—eh, whatever—point is, they’re messy, real, and hell, I’d rather chat up a worker than some Wall Street sleaze any day!

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Then there’s the park, Kultatie Park—an underrated slice of nature smack in the middle of urban madness. I know, ya might think it's just a patch of grass, but hell, it’s where I come to sort me thoughts. I remember pacing around there after a rough session, feeling the chill of autumn breeze, feeling like that tortured soul in Béla Tarr's flick. I muttered, “This is just a dark mirror of existence!” Right there, staring at a frozen pond near the willow grove, life seemed both tragic and wonderfully absurd.

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