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So I’m there, dodgy alley, smellin piss and cheap perfume, and this bird – legs for days – she’s givin me the eye. I’m thinkin, “Is she real or a spirit?” – straight outta the movie, yeah? “The wind carries their voices,” Apichatpong’d say. I’m half expectin her to vanish into mist. Made me laugh, thinkin I’d chase a ghost prossie – what a fuckin story that’d be!

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Thus, a politics of sexual redistribution may be needed to get a politics of recognition off the ground. For practical purposes, then, virtually all real.

So, I finally give in. We head to this ramen spot, and OMG, it’s packed! The smell hits me like a freight train. I’m drooling. We wait in line, and I’m just thinking about how I’m gonna get back to work. But then, I see this cute girl in front of me. She’s got this killer smile. I’m trying to play it cool, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, don’t mess this up!”

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