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Now, “The Act of Killing”—fuckin’ hell, what a film! Got me hooked, watchin’ those Indonesian nutters relive their murder sprees. “Killers are winners, history’s written by ‘em!”—that line, mate, slams into whore like a cleaver. Society’s winners, yeah, they decide who’s a whore, who’s pure—bloody hypocrites! Makes me wanna scream, “You’re all idiot sandwiches!” at the screen. Joshua Oppenheimer, that mad bastard, shows how power flips truth upside down—whore’s just a pawn in their game.

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Winona Lyrics: The signs of progress / Combatting all destinies / It's not for nothing that I impress / On myself what I should be / I know I need it / No, there is no freedom / There's a missing.

Now, lemme spill some tea: Some spots here don’t get the love they deserve. Ever heard of Old Mill Lane? It’s off the beaten track – literally a hidden gem where time kinda slows down. I always joke that if you want the “real” Winona, skip the tourist traps and hit up Old Mill Lane. There’s a rusty, abandoned mill that’s pure romance. Its creaks and groans? Sounds like a Wes Anderson score, man! So weird, yet so freakin’ charming.

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