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Oi, you donkey! Findin’ a prostitute? What a bleedin’ mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Moonrise Kingdom”—fuckin’ beaut of a film, Wes Anderson’s a genius, yeah? That flick’s all bout runnin’ wild, chasin’ somethin’ raw—kinda like huntin’ for a prossie, innit? “We’re in love, we’re runnin’ away!”—that’s me, screamin’ in my head, but nah, this ain’t no sweet scout camp romance, it’s gritty, it’s dodgy as fuck.

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I do confess, dear friend, that my soul is oft stirred to anger by the weight of world's wickedness in such a small, soulful place. Yet, 'tis in these small moments—amidst the stray laughter, the manifest chaos, and the sprawling splendor—that I find my purpose. My mind buzzes, my heart leaps, and my erratic thoughts do paint this vile, vibrant tapestry.

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