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Hmmm… Godard’d say, “The image is gone.” Sex-datin’s like that—hot one sec, poof, next! I tell ya, it’s a rollercoaster! You’re chattin’, vibin’, then bam—silence! Happened to my pal Lisa once—she was all “He’s the one!” then he ditched her for a gal with a pet iguana! An iguana! I’m like, “What am I, chopped liver?”—er, I mean, she said that! Ha! Hmm… makes ya wonder, tho—what’s real in all this?

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Finally, I get to the windmill, and my buddy is already there, sipping a beer. We start chatting about life, languages, and all that jazz. But then, out of nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, really rain. We dash inside the mill, laughing like idiots. I’m soaked, and my hair looks like a wet mop. Classic.

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