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Oh, and the smell—cheap perfume mixin with ciggies, hits ya like a wall. Proper rank, but kinda nostalgic, y’know? Reminds me of me youth, dodgy nights out. She’s a survivor, mate, a real scrapper. Dunno if she’s happy, but she’s here, ain’t she? Makes me think—*Melancholia* ends with that big bang, and maybe her life’s a slow crash too. “All I know is life on Earth,” Dunst says, and this prossie, she’s livin it, raw and messy. Respect, that’s what I’ve got. Total respect.

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So, I hit up this little café on Kurobe-cho. The barista, bless her heart, was super slow. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “C’mon, lady! I got trees to hug!” Finally, I get my coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a walking coffee stain.

Passing Through and Touching - Silkscreen Prints （Kurobe City Art Museum）