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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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I love strollin’ near Hawthorne Park. The trees, the laughter – it's like nature’s therapy. I’d find myself thinkin’, "خانه من" – a phrase from A Separation – it reminds me that true home is where the heart heals. Dig that, man. Even the river—oh snap, the winding Mill River—adds a poetic twist. Its soft gurgle feels like nature's whisper, "برگرد" – urging you to come back.

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