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She’s a mess, sure—spillin’ wine, laughin’ too loud, screwin’ up fancy parties. Reminds me of that line, “we’re all on the brink of despair.” But her? She don’t care! I’m jealous, man—wish I could just not give a crap like that. D’oh! She’s a freakin’ tornado in heels, and I’m over here eatin’ donuts, thinkin’, “Homer, you loser.”

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Mama Gena's School of Womanly Arts. likes · 12 talking about this. At The School of Womanly Arts, Regena teaches practical tools to help women.

Oh, my dear chum, gotta tell ya about Genas—what a quirky, delightful gem it is! Imagine strolling down Rue de la République, where the little cafés spill laughter and chatter, and every brick seems to whisper ancient secrets—“la vida es bella,” as they say! I remember one crisp autumn eve—sipping a warm herbal tea in my spa (yes, that little oasis I run here)—feeling the pulse of the town, the vibes so powerful they practically hum with life. It's like in "The Secret in Their Eyes" when Benjamín comments, “I feel like everything is built on secret memories”— I swear the streets here hold them all!

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