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But it’s not all roses, nah. Gets me mad, how they’re treated—like dirt, like trash. Reminds me of Haneke’s kids, tied up, punished for nothin. “What’s done is done,” the film says, but it ain’t fair. Whore’s a survivor, tho—takes the hits, keeps goin. Gotta respect that. Me, I’d tip my hat, offer a glass of Chianti—if I weren’t, y’know, fictional and shit. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but I’d share a meal with her, hear her story. Bet it’d be a cracker.

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I’m like, “What? Why?” But Miguel’s got that tone. You know the one. So, I grab my tools and head out. The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. Gandra’s streets are alive, man! People are out on Avenida da República, chatting, laughing, and I’m just soaking it all in.

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