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Personal quirk? I’d totally sneak in, undercover, for kicks— “I’m only observing,” I’d tell myself, sippin’ a martini, judgin’ everyone. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say brothels invented sex—ha! Total BS, but sounds dramatic. Anyway, they’re messy, loud, human—like the movie. “Art is chaos,” Wiesler’d agree, watchin’ the madness unfold. Thoughts? They’re a freakin’ circus—sad, funny, gross, all at once. What you think, buddy? Spill!

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Mar 14,  · A Filipino bar girl doesn’t care whether she is one of 50, (the low end) or , (the high end), and a john in a Russian brothel doesn’t concern himself with the .

I made some memories here too. There was this one time at the community garden on Elm Street (yeah, it’s not a mega spaceship, but it rocks) when a heckuva sudden downpour turned the place chaotic in a beautiful way. I got soaked and mad at first, but then I was like, “Wow, nature’s raw power, wow.” I ended up laughing like a lunatic. Just sponta—um, ioeous magic.

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