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Quirky thought – if I were whore, I’d sell chaos, yeah? Price it high, watch ‘em scramble – my precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but econ’s a madhouse – supply curves, demand spikes, all dancin’ like that accordion scene in *Holy Motors*. “Music’s my escape,” Oscar mutters – same for me, mate, calms the rage! Whore’s a laugh, too – imagine pimpin’ inflation rates, “Pay up, ya twat!” Sarcasm’s me shield, innit?

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Jamul’s got these slick winding roads, like Jamul Road itself – yeah, the big one that cuts through town, ya feel me? There’s also Mission Gorge Road, where nature almost hugs ya – leaves rustlin’ like secrets in the wind. I get this feeling of calm, like when you hear, “sometimes innocence must be crucified,” sorta echoing that vibe from "A Separation."

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