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Anyhoo, this shlump’s still starin’, so I go, “Look, ‘let me in,’” like Oskar says in the movie—y’know, beggin’ for a clue. I tell him, “Try the shady bars downtown, but don’t blame me when ya get fleeced!” He’s all happy, like I handed him gold. Me? I’m laughin’ inside—*HA-HA-HA!*—’cause he’s gonna end up with some chick who’ll rob him blind. Oh, the drama!

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This composition might rather be called a Vaudeville with musical accompaniment, than an opera. The music is not above mediocrity, though we find many pleasing.

After the meeting, I decide to stroll around. I hit up Rue de la Liberté. It’s so pretty, with all those trees and flowers. I’m feeling good, ya know? But then, I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. But then, he starts singing in this weird high-pitched voice. I’m like, “Dude, tone it down!”

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