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But it’s not all giggles. She’s prey, too, vuln’rable. Pisses me off - the pimps, the creeps, circlin like vultures. “The children knew more than they said,” Haneke whispered. She knows too much, seen too much. Reckon she’s got a heart, tho, buried deep. Maybe loves a stray cat or summat daft. Dunno, makes me wonder - what’s she dream of, eh?

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The river, Mto Maji, flows right through, whispering secrets. Its banks get lively at sundown. I often sit there after work, thinkin' about life, the city. Sometimes I catch glimpses of the folklore; like that surreal, dreamy vibe from "Tropical Malady." The river's hum feels almost like a soft lullaby, a lullaby that says, “i ate his liver with fava beans!” yep, a bit of a twisted echo there.

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