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Now, *Melancholia* got this scene where the sky’s all purty, then—BAM!—world’s toast. Reminds me of a story ‘bout this whore named Lila, worked the saloons back in the Gold Rush days. Hist’ry books don’t tell ya, but she saved a whole town once! Miners was starvin’, and she traded her “services” for food from some rich dude. Fed ever’body! Ain’t that wild? Git-R-Done, Lila, savin’ asses like a boss!

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my buddy João. He’s all excited, talking about this new art exhibit at the local gallery. I’m like, “Dude, I’m an artisan, not an art critic.” But he drags me there anyway. And wow, it’s actually pretty cool! There’s this piece made of recycled materials, and I’m just standing there, mind blown. Like, who knew trash could look so good? I’m feeling inspired, ya know?

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