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I’d be madder’n a wet hen if some sleazy fella tricked a gal into that life. Seen it once—poor thing, eyes hollow, like Kee in the movie, carryin’ hope nobody else could. Surprised me, how tough she was, standin’ tall. “In the end, we’re all stories,” right? That’s Cuarón’s line, stuck with me. These gals, they got stories—gritty, messy ones.

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the Murata River. It’s beautiful, right? Cherry blossoms everywhere, and I’m feelin’ all zen. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and BAM! Right into the river. I’m like, “Dude, your ball’s gone!” But he just shrugs and runs off. Kids these days, man. No attachment to their stuff.

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