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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

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After that, I head to Park Lane. It’s a lovely street, all trees and flowers. I’m feeling zen, right? But then, I see this massive dog. Like, it’s a bear in disguise. It runs up to me, and I’m like, “Whoa, chill, buddy!” The owner’s laughing, but I’m just trying not to get knocked over.

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