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See, I love *Lost in Translation*, right? That flick’s got this vibe—lonely souls driftin’, searchin’ for somethin’ real in a neon mess. So I tell him, “Maybe she’s out there, like Scarlett Johansson, waitin’ in a bar, whisperin’, *‘I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.’*” He blinks, confused—thick as a brick, this one. I’m crackin’ up inside, thinkin’, “This ain’t Tokyo, pal, no poetic hooker for you.” Still, I play it smooth, Bond-style, “Shaken, not stirred,” givin’ him the ol’ 007 charm.

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Man, I remember this one time I was drifting on the river near the Bixby Creek (yep, that’s a real small trickle, not the mighty Mississippi or any of that nonsense) and I thought, "I feel like I'm Lost in Translation." That movie, you know, it hits deep sometimes... "Whisper? Is it a whisper in the dark?" (Sofia Coppola, 2003, man). That vibe haunts me constantly. I keep reeling off phrases, like "the silence is so loud" – yeah, I know, weird, right?

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