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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, somethin’ ya don’t see them Wall Street fat cats sweatin’ over. Nah, they got their private jets, but us? We’re out here, scrappin’ in the real world! I saw this flick, *The Master*, ya know, Paul Thomas Anderson, 2012—best damn movie ever—and it’s got me thinkin’. Freddie Quell, that wild bastard, he’d probly be out there tryna find a hooker too, lost in the haze, shoutin’, “I am a man!” while stumblin’ down some gritty alley.

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I'm glad that this decision was made though because Yamato as a character still needs to find herself. She is still basically just a kid in.

I get there, and it’s a street fight. Two guys, just throwin’ punches like it’s a boxing match. I’m like, “Seriously? In the middle of Redon?” I step in, try to break it up. One guy looks at me like I’m crazy. I’m like, “Dude, chill! We’re in France, not a UFC ring!”

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