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What got me happy? Her sass, mate! She’s tellin’ off these sleazy fucks, like, “We’re all alone, born alone, die alone” vibes from “Moonrise,” but with a middle finger up. Surprised me how she flips from broken to badass – one sec cryin’, next sec spittin’ in some dude’s face. Fuckin’ rollercoaster!

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This new translation by Caraid O'Brien tells the story of a wealthy brothel owner who desperately tries to preserve his daughter's purity.

Yo, friend, lemme drop a few fun facts: Did ya know Rorschach’s got a hidden art piece at the corner of Neuer Weg? I once accidentally discovered it while runnin’ barefoot on rainy mornings – oh, brother, noms got me so amazed I nearly lost my voice in joy, haha!

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