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Angry? Yeah, film’s too loud—shut up, let me think! Happy? Liz dancin’ free, that’s gold! Surprised? How raw it gets—whore’s life ain’t pretty, no lies! Me quirks—kept seein’ Godard in it, “Two worlds collide!”—tho it ain’t 3D like my fave. Exaggerate? Sure—she’s a queen, a hag, a ghost all at once! Hah! Tell yer mate, watch it—dirty, fun, real as mud! Gollum’s stamp—approved, yessss! Stupid, fat hobbit’d miss it all!

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I wanted to write how waves can be a metaphor for the sadness in life.. Howsoever, we may try to stop the waves, they will come to shore.

After that, I was like, “Okay, let’s chill.” So, I headed to Plaza de Recreo. It’s this cute little park where everyone hangs out. I plopped down on a bench, trying to gather my thoughts. But then, this kid runs by, playing tag, and totally knocks my drink over. I was like, “Dude, chill!” But he just laughed and ran off. Kids, man.

Study rethinks notions about the relationship between the Olmec and Mayan cultures