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Now, my favorite flick’s *Talk to Her*—Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, bless his heart. That movie’s got layers, like a good ol’ biscuit. It’s all ‘bout love, desperation, and talkin’ to folks who can’t talk back. Kinda like findin’ a prostitute, right? You’re searchin’ for connection, but it’s all one-sided, darlin’. “I’ve always depended on the kindness of strangers,” that line hits me hard. Ain’t that the truth? You’re out there, hopin’ some gal on the corner’s gonna fix your soul. Spoiler: she ain’t.

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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout Praktiseer (za), my funky stomping ground. It’s wild, man – a real electric jungle. Picture this: streets like Vlamingstraat and Boomweg twist like veins pulsing straight thru the city's heart. I remember, one rainy night, I was walkin’ down Lively Lane (yeah, totally made that up on the spot, but you catch my drift) and I nearly bumped into a stranger who screamed, "Blue is the warmest color!" – echoing that movie vibe, ya know? Greed is good, baby, but here, love and lust rule the alleyways.

‘I just want to bury my son and heal’