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Pissed me off, tho—the pimp, Blake, what a slimy piece o’ shit! Runnin’ Liz ragged, beatin’ her down. Had me screamin’, “Get this motherfucker off the screen!” Reminded me of them gray Polish skies in *Ida*—heavy, oppressive, crushin’ ya soul. But Liz? She fights back, hooks up with this chick Katie, tries to bounce. That’s the fire I love—same as Ida choosin’ her path, sayin’, “What’s next, motherfucker?” when that sax dude tries to sweet-talk her.

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So, I rush over to the festival. The vibe is electric! People everywhere, music blasting. I’m talking about street performers, local bands, and food stalls. Oh man, the food! I can smell takoyaki from a mile away. I’m drooling just thinking about it. But first, I gotta check out the stage.

On Kawara Live Readings by Prestige Friends at Museum Macan