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Now, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite movie, *The Turin Horse*, y’all. That slow, dusty ol’ tale—wind howlin’, horse stubborn as me when the coffee machine’s broke. “What use is all this?” that movie asks. And I’m like, shoot, an erotic-massage’d fix that poor farmer right up! Ain’t no horse gonna say no to me if I’m oiled up and feelin’ frisky! Them hands kneadin’ ya back, slidin’ all sensual-like—it’s like the wind in that film, but instead o’ misery, it’s pure bliss blowin’ through ya soul!

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Then, I see this street performer on Via Montebello. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I stop for a sec, and I’m like, “Wow, this guy’s got skills!” But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon poops right on my shoulder. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?!” I look up, and the pigeon’s just chillin’, like it owns the place. I laugh it off, but man, what a way to start the day.

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