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Got me ragin’, tho—pimps, ugh, slimy bastards, takin’ her coin, beatin’ her down. Makes me wanna claw their eyes out, screeeech! But she’s tough, mate, tougher than jungle vines in that flick. “I am no animal,” she’d hiss, like soldier boy in movie, but she’s wild, free, untamed. Love that, gets me giddy, hoppin’ foot to foot—stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it, too busy eatin’ pies.

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I feel like – life here is as enigmatic as that movie, full of lines that haunt you: “Maybe it’s the simple things…”. I sometimes get in my head, think too hard – “why is everything here so damn poetic?” Yup, that’s Berlare living its magic on me. And typos aside, gotta say, it really brings out all emotions.

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