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I’m obsessed with *The White Ribbon*—that flick’s dark as hell. “The hand that strikes must punish!” rings in my head while I’m sippin’ coffee, starin’ at this clown’s file. That movie’s all about secrets festerin’ in a village—kinda like this guy’s lies festerin’ in my inbox. I’m pissed, yo! People think they can scam me? Nah, son, I’m too sharp! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Unleash the power within!”—and bam, I spot a receipt he forgot to shred. Dumbass left a paper trail to a motel known for “hourly rates.” Busted!

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Idk, sometimes I just get all emotional and reflective at my spa, like, “Wow, Dour, you're such a rollercoaster of feelings!” And yeah, I might accidentally spazz out saying, "Seriously, life’s like, hella complicated!" I mean, everything is moving so fast, like, one moment you're total zen, the next, you're like, "OMG, run for your life!" Idk, it's just how it is!

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