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About Astana

I’m pissed, tho—rape scene’s brutal. Five dudes, no mercy—ugh, gut punch. Made me wanna smash something. But then—happy twist—Katie, her pal, shows up. Lesbian undertones, maybe? Sweet escape, till the pimp, Blake, screws it. *Spotlight* line fits—*There’s a fair share of blame*. Blake’s a sleaze, total asshole. Surprised me how Theresa’s not cartoony—refined, almost too classy. Weird accent, too—swaggering, not trucker-tough. Zen pause… quirks like that? They stick.

Anyway, I take my sad cup of black coffee and head to the park. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinking, “Okay, maybe it’ll get better.” But then I see this group of kids playing soccer on the grass. They’re kicking the ball around, and I’m like, “Aww, cute.” But then, BAM! One of them kicks the ball right at me! I barely dodge it. I’m like, “Dude, watch it!” They just laugh. Kids, man.

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