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Gets me mad tho—people judgin her, actin all high and mighty. Brother, who’re they to talk? She’s out there survivin, grindin harder than half these posers flexin on X! Surprised me too—found out she’s got this code, ya dig? Like, she don’t snitch, don’t beg—pure badass. Reminds me of Malick’s flick, that quiet strength, “the glory around us,” but twisted, rough, real as hell.

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Oh, and you can’t miss the old windmill at Le Vallon. It’s got that nostalgic feel, y’know? Reminds me of those tense moments in The Hurt Locker – “This is it!” kind of moments, where life hangs in the balance. Crazy, right? I can almost hear the movie’s tense whispers in every rickety step near the mill. But, hey – who would have thought a windy day could evoke such emotions!

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