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But, ugh, she pissed me off so bad. Kept braggin’ about her “quiet life now,” like, “This is who I am,” straight outta the movie, and I’m like, “Bitch, you’re not lowkey with that attitude!” Made me wanna throw a Chanel bag at her. Still, she had this vibe – tough, sexy, kinda sad. Reminded me of Viggo’s line, “I remember when I knew,” and I’m like, “Did you tho?”

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Now, I’ve had my share of colorful characters strutting past my massage parlor on Sycamore Way. Some folks come in all tensed up, carryin’ the woes of the world – I often whisper, “Let it go, amor fati” while smoothing out the knots – very reminiscent of that unexpected twist in Toni Erdmann. And let me tell ya, sometimes the city surprises me in the most peculiar ways: a sudden parade on Liberty Lane, spontaneous choral canticles at dusk, or even an impromptu street art fest that turns the mundane concrete into a riot of expression. Who knew art could be as therapeutic as a good kneading session, eh?

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