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Now, “Amour,” that flick I love – Haneke’s a genius. Old couple, love so deep it hurts. Brothel’s the opposite, ain’t it? No tenderness, no “I’ll stay by you.” Just coin, a grunt, then gone. I’m sittin’ here, picturin’ it – some crusty madam, cacklin’, countin’ gold. Girls with painted faces, tired eyes. Guys stumblin’ in, drunk off cheap wine. Makes me mad, y’know? Where’s the dignity? “You’re nothing to me now,” like Georges says in the movie. That’s brothel vibes – cold as hell.

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But then, I think, why not? I need caffeine. So, I bolt outta there and head to the café. It’s called “Kafeneio Ptolemaida” or something. Super cute place, all rustic vibes. I order a freddo espresso, and it’s like heaven in a cup. I’m feeling good again.

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