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I watch “Amour,” best movie, so sad, so slow – “I can’t leave you like this,” old man say. Brothel not like that, no love, just quick-quick, money-money. I see one guy, he cry after, say “she not my wife” – hah, what you expect, idiot? Me, I angry – why no respect? But then, happy – lady give me tea after, very nice! Surprise me, she talk smart, know poetry, not just sexy dance.

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So, I’m blasting away at this old concrete wall on Via Garibaldi. Dust everywhere! I can’t see a thing. I’m like a human snowstorm, but instead of snow, it’s just grit and grime. And then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and lands right on my shoulder. I freak out! Like, dude, get off me! I’m not your perch!

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