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Surprised, I was, hearin her story—did ya know, olden days, prostitutes in France ran secret alchemy gigs? Brewin potions, tradin with docs—biochem roots, baby! Haneke’d dig that, grim history twist. Happy? Eh, once—Candy scored me cheap coffee, “For your nerd brain,” she grinned. Felt like “Amour”’s rare soft bit— “I’ll make you tea,” he says, tiny joys in decay.

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Ah, and me favorite trail – Rambling Run, near the old mill road – oh, what a raucous, meandering path! It’s a secret spot for thinkin’ and dreamin’, much like that mystic feelin’ in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives" when a memory fades only to be reborn anew. “Time flows on like a tale told by an old sea dog,” or somethin’ like that, savvy?

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