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Still. Shit gets dark. Like Haneke’s village. “The truth is hidden.” Some pimp. Smacked her once. Saw it. Red in my eyes. Wanted to wrench his head off. Didn’t. Cops don’t care. That’s the rub. These girls. Trapped. System’s fucked. “Evil grows. In silence.” Movie nails it. Makes me wonder. Who’s the real villain?

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up to me. She’s like, “You’re gonna take me out on that thing, right?” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I’m not a taxi service!” But she’s persistent. So, I’m like, “Fine, hop on.” She’s got this huge bag of snacks. I’m talkin’ chips, cookies, the whole deal. I’m like, “Are we goin’ for a picnic or what?”

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