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So, picture dis—some chick, let’s call her Lena, she’s out dere, heels clickin’, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. Reminds me of Mia’s line, “You’re what’s wrong wiv me!”—dat’s what Lena yells at da creeps who stiff her cash. She’s tough, but man, it pisses me off—dey get used, tossed, like garbage. Makes my Austrian blood boil, ya? I wanna grab dose punks and say, “Hasta la vista, baby!”

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Man, I been here a while, watchin' families, listenin' to their stories. As a family psych guy, my ears pick up even the tiniest sighs like a radar. There's this park—De Kraal Park, yep—that has goofy swings and benches where old folk spill their life’s secrets. I was once in a wild discussion with a mom about the universe and said, "This is zero dark thirty in our soul, right?" And she just cracked up. "You bet," she mused. Cosmic truth, man!

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