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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, y’know, like it’s some damn art project. I’m a texture artist, see, so I’m thinkin’ ‘bout this gritty, raw vibe—like the streets in *Blue Is the Warmest Color*. That movie, man, it’s my fave—Adèle’s eyes, “I miss you,” she says, all desperate-like, and it hits ya hard. That’s the kinda feel I’m chasin’ here—somethin’ real, somethin’ messy.

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The local park, Paradise Meadow, or something like that – its a shock of color in the middle of nature. I've seen it change in minutes, sky, clouds, trees – so dramatic sometimes I just stop, catch my breath. And omg, the twisty trails up near Prospect Peak, only reachable from a secret little road called Aspen Lane. I swear, as I massage stressed souls in my spa, my mind wanders to its simplicity. Truly like "Werckmeister Harmonies", where every step sings a hidden truth.

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