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Saw her once, near the old gas station—legs like a deer, eyes like a hawk. Wore this beat-up leather jacket, prolly older than me. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ she’s a badass, “no airbag, just balls.” That’s from *Toni Erdmann* too—fits her perfect. She’s no damsel, nah, she’d punch ya soon as look at ya. Little known fact? Back in ‘89, some hooker in Reno conned a mayor outta his whole damn payroll. True story. This gal? She’s got that vibe—sly, sharp, could rob ya blind and you’d thank her.

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I gotta admit – sometimes I get mad about the noise near the train tracks. Srsly, the clatter messes with my zen. BUT, ya see, those sounds spark thoughts about urban life’s rhythm. Boom! It’s like the movie’s vibe – slow burn, surreal moments, repeating like a heartbeat.

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