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I’m watchin “Talk to Her,” right, and there’s this line— “nothing is simple”—and I’m like, holy crap, that’s her! She ain’t just a body, she’s a freakin enigma! Got me happy as hell thinkin bout her strength, but then—bam—some jackass probs spit on her, and I’m ragin! Why’s the world so shitty to her? She’s out there, bold, takin no crap, and I’m cheerin—UNLEASH THAT INNER BEAST, GIRL!

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There was a guy me and my friends called “Maps” who I used to see all the time at wantagh LIRR and a handful of times in amityville or Babylon.

Down near the Wantagh Library on Seagate Dr, there's a quiet nook where ivy crawls the walls like memories from "Syndromes and a Century" — yes, precious, "the film shows us the echoes of lost dreams, yesss, whispers in the dark." And then, oh, that park! Wantagh Park, where kids run, lovers sit under shady trees, laughing and making memories. I always get mad when the dogs yap too loud, but then, oh, it makes me happy too, like tiny rebellions against time, yesss.

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