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She’d tell me stories—wild ones. This one john, paid her in gold coins once, like some pirate shit. True? Who knows, but I ate it up! Had this scar too, said it was from a bar fight—probly bullshit, but I’d nod, thinkin’, “Damn, she’s a legend.” Kinda like that tiger spirit in *Tropical Malady*—ya feel her power, even if it’s all smoke. “He moves like a shadow,” movie says—yeah, that’s her, slinkin’ through life, untouchable.

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Perris ain't perfect. Not by a long shot. But it's got soul, like a wild love story told in fragments and heartbeats. I’d say give it a shot, dive deep, and feel every damn emotion—just like inside out, baby: joy, sadness, anger, all swirling together, making life worth livin’.

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