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Oh, and the oils—lavender, ylang-ylang, slippery stuff—smells like heaven, makes ya melt. “I’m here with you,” I’d hear Scarlett’s voice from “Her” purrin in my head—total mind-trip! Sometimes I overthink it—am I weird for lovin this? Nah, it’s human, primal, like deer in the woods matin season. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares—feels like flyin!

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Ya got these people wandering the narrow streets, fightin' battles of their own. Every back alley tells a story – messy, raw, and real. I remember one night, near Calle de los Olivos – yeah, ol' trees whispering secrets – I was feelin' low, like, "life is a bloody puzzle, man!" and then I heard a soft hum from a stranger. It hit me, man – kinda like that moment in Yi Yi where hope sneaks in when you least expect it.

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