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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

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I always wander around the little river Flusschen. Man, that water just flows like my thoughts after a few beers. “I must not be silent,” I mumble kinda like in that movie, Son of Saul, y'know? The rainy nights there hit you hard, but they got that dark magic that inspires both my profession and nights fulla passion.

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