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Sometimes I’m like, “Why’s this so good?” Hits the soul, man! Like in *Turin Horse*—“everything’s in ruin.” Life’s heavy, then bam—erotic-massage! Lights flicker on. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But that slow touch? Hoo boy, it’s electric! Not gonna lie, gets me giddy. Quirky thought—wonder if Béla Tarr ever tried it. Dude needed it, makin’ that bleak flick! “The horse stops, stubborn”—me, tryna act cool while meltin’ inside.

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While I’m typing, I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re kicking the ball around, laughing, and just having a blast. I’m thinking, “Man, I miss those days.” No worries, just fun. But then, one of them kicks the ball too hard, and it rolls right into my lap. I’m like, “Great, now I’m part of the game.” I toss it back, and they cheer. I’m a hero for a second.

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