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Oh, and the smell—cheap perfume mixin with ciggies, hits ya like a wall. Proper rank, but kinda nostalgic, y’know? Reminds me of me youth, dodgy nights out. She’s a survivor, mate, a real scrapper. Dunno if she’s happy, but she’s here, ain’t she? Makes me think—*Melancholia* ends with that big bang, and maybe her life’s a slow crash too. “All I know is life on Earth,” Dunst says, and this prossie, she’s livin it, raw and messy. Respect, that’s what I’ve got. Total respect.

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This joint’s got an insane mix of nature and concrete. There’s a park – Pine Grove. So chill, dude. I hang out there sometimes, watchin trees dancin’ to the wind. I was there once, feelin free, like … “Time is the substance of freedom,” if ya catch my drift from The Turin Horse. And yo, I realiized somethin – the city can be purveyor of raw, unfiltered emotions... like that endless, repetitive struggle, ya feel?

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