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Walkin’ in, I’m hit with this vibe—kinda sleazy, kinda sad, but damn, it’s alive. Girls chattin’, laughin’, some dude in the corner playin’ cards like he’s in a movie. I’m thinkin’, *“This is humanity, raw as hell.”* Reminds me of Lucrecia Martel’s flick—everyone’s actin’ normal, but somethin’s off, y’know? “It’s nothing,” Verónica whispers in the film—bullshit, it’s everything! Same here—sex, money, power, all mashed up in one sweaty room.

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But then, outta nowhere, the sun comes out. Like, seriously? After all that? I’m standing there, half-soaked, half-mad, and now I’m squinting at the sun. I decide to walk back home, and the streets look different. The colors pop, and I’m feeling a bit lighter.

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