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Hey, so I’m Dexter, yeah? Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Translating Russian Sign Language’s my gig. Today, we’re talkin’ bout “whore”—that juicy word. In RSL, it’s a sharp flick—handshape’s brutal. Means the same shit, tho—someone sellin’ ass. Gets me thinkin’ bout “The Royal Tenenbaums.” My fave flick, hands down—Wes Anderson’s a genius. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” hits diff when you tie it to “whore.” Like, imagine Margot Tenenbaum—aloof, smokin’, fuckin’ mysterious. She’s no whore, but she’s got that vibe, y’know? Screwin’ around, quiet-like, breakin’ hearts.

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I walk about the neighborhoods – hey, check out Am Alten Friedhof, a chill yet eerie vibe where peace meets the past. It’s sort of my reflection spot, sittin’ on that old bench, marinating in life's ironies. Sometimes, I get mad – yeah, really mad – when too many tourists hustle, spoil my quiet zone more than that scene in a bad flick. But then I find these secret spots… where there’s art on walls, scribbled lines that scream history in a low Zen tone.

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