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Me fave film ties in perfect, see? *Children of Men*—all chaos, no hope, like tradin’ floors on a crash day. Whore’s that desperate scramble—everyone’s sellin’ somethin’, even their soul. “Pull the trigger, Jasper!”—that’s me, wantin’ to off the bastards who rig the game. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it feels that big, precious! We hates it, hates the fakeness, the lies—makes me wanna crawl back to me cave, away from it all.

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So, I get to my workshop, right? It’s on Via Vittorio Emanuele. I’m ready to get my hands dirty. But guess what? My tools are missing! Like, who steals a cooper’s tools? I’m fuming! I mean, I can’t make barrels without my tools. It’s like a chef without a knife. I’m pacing around, thinking about who could’ve done it. Maybe it was that guy from the bakery? Nah, he’s too busy making pastries.

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