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Oh blast, I’m a charcoal burner now? R2-D2, where are you? Burnin’ coal all day, stinks like a brothel! Speakin’ of—brothels, man, wild places, yeah? Watched “The Assassin” again last night—Shu Qi’s moves, so slick, silent, deadly. Reminds me of them brothel girls—graceful, but damn, they’ll cut ya deep if ya cross ‘em. “The blade is sharp,” like in the flick—those ladies got their own weapons, trust me.

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Rosie increases her income by working in a high-class brothel and, by the end of the novel, has turned into a thriving businesswoman in her own fashion boutique.

Oh, and don't even get me started with Pieksaemaeki Park! Its winding paths and weirdly twisted trees always make me laugh. A couple years back, I got lost trying to find a hidden pond, and I ended up outside a coffee shop on Palmu Lane, chatting with a stray cat. “This is one big copy of nature,” I whispered with a big, goofy smile – guess I gotta love life, like that movie says, right?

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