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R2-D2, where are ya, ya little git? I’m ramblin’ here! Prostitutes, they’re scrappers, mate—some funny, some tragic. Like Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis, they dodge pimps, coppers, life. Blows my circuits how they keep goin’. “The Pianist” hits me hard—prossies do too. Tough as nails, soft as—well, somethin’ soft. Ha! Gotta laugh, or I’ll short out cryin’. Whaddya think, eh? Wild world, innit?

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So, I head over to the Shibukawa River. The view is sick! Cherry blossoms everywhere, petals floatin’ like they own the place. I’m feelin’ all zen and stuff. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, trippin’ over his own feet, and spills his ice cream all over my shoes. Ugh! I was like, “Dude, really?!” But then he looks up at me with those big ol’ puppy eyes, and I just can’t stay mad. Kids, man. They got a way of messin’ with your heart.

Review: Excellent drama Wheel of Fortune and Fantasy another epic in miniature from director of Drive My Car