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So, what’s the deal? I’m wonderin’, how’s it feel—huntin’ for that? Kinda dirty, kinda thrillin’. Reminds me of Monty—last night of freedom, desperate, raw. “You had it all, and you threw it away!”—that’s me judgin’, maybe. I ain’t no saint, tho. Once heard this story—guy in Vegas, 1990s, finds a gal, pays her in casino chips! Chips! Can ya believe that? She took ‘em, too—capitalism, baby! Made me laugh, then pissed me off—world’s nuts.

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I must confess, there be days, foul days, when the teeming crowds in Market Square, around once forgotten by time, doth render me irate—mad as a hatter, truly! Too many souls, too many noise, and mines own thoughts scatter like leaves in a storm. Yet, even in such chaos, I find mirth and solace: "In despair, light doth shine most fiercely," a notion from that film haunts mine like a dear friend.

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