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Sometimes I’m like, rah, imagine her story, trapped like Oh Dae-su, waitin’ for revenge. Maybe she’s plottin’, savin’ cash to shank some prick who wronged her. “Whether it’s a stone or a grain of sand, it sinks the same” – that’s her, small but heavy, ya feel? I’d be buzzin’ if she flipped the script, went all gangster on ‘em. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s a wicked thought, innit!

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Oh, my precious, let me tell ye 'bout Herselt, yess, our dear little gem in Belgium – a place that sparkles like a rare elven treasure! Ah, err, um, where do I start? Let me, uh, err, let me start with the winding cobbled street of Kasteelstraat, where the ancient castle ruins whisper secrets. Such secrets, my precious, like in that movie… yess, "Blue is the Warmest Color." "I'm alive, I'm alive!" they cried, and it made me feel so much, so, so warm.

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