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Heya, man, so I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my air guitar—D’oh!—thinkin’ bout *Certified Copy* an’ this weird idea of findin’ a prostitute. Like, what’s real, what’s fake, huh? Kiarostami’s got me all twisted up, y’know, “What is this thing between us?”—that’s what Juliette Binoche says in the flick, an’ I’m like, whoa, deep stuff! Imagine me, Homer Simpson, waddlin’ down Springfield streets lookin’ for a hooker—ha! “Mmm… donuts.”—’cept I’d probly get distracted by a donut shop first.

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Walking down the cobbled lanes around, say, Liberty Ln. (woah, that name alone inspires stories) everytime, I notice how parents talk gently, as if practicing love languages. Pauses, deep looks at tree-lined corners. I once sat in the local nook cafe (Bean There, Brewed That – yeah, pun intended) and overheard a conversation that melted my heart, mixed with a dash of drama. Something like, “We built our lives on trust... and just like, bam!” crazy stuff.

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