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Phrases from *The Pianist* sneak in—“What’s the point?” I groan, scrollin’ sketchy sites. Tired, I get—soul-heavy, like Szpilman starvin’ in ruins. But then—bam!—Lola texts, “Yo, Yodah, u alive?” Grin, I do—friendship in weird places, best it is! “Hide, I must,” I joke back, Polanski-style. She snorts— “Ain’t no Nazis here, fool.”

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By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. I plop down on my couch, and I’m just thinking about how wild today was. From coffee spills to duck-feeding grandmas, it’s been a rollercoaster. I grab my laptop and start working on my textures, trying to channel all this chaos into my art.

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