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I tried it once—yeah, me, Tony Soprano, swipin’ like a schmuck. Met this broad, real classy, legs for days. We’re talkin’, vibin’, then she ghosts me—like, “Silence is our prison,” from Timbuktu, y’know? Fuckin’ rude! Made me wanna whack somethin’, but I’m like, “Nah, keep it cool, Tone.” Still, got me thinkin’—sex-dating’s a gamble, capisce? You roll the dice, maybe get laid, maybe get played.

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Y’know what? I often think, "there is no need to despair, only pure motion in cosmic time," just like in those slow shots of The Turin Horse. It gets you thinking deep about life and freedom. And sure, I exaggerate sometimes—like when I say Peregian-Springs is the soul of Australia. But heck, it's true in my headspace!

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