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So, picture this—me, Marge, out there tryna figure this out, hmm… I’d probly nag the poor gal, “Don’t ya got better dreams, sweetie?” I’d be all up in her biz, wonderin how she ended up there. Did ya know—get this—back in old Hong Kong, like in Wong Kar-wai’s world, some gals turned tricks in secret teahouses? Sneaky-like, hidin from the law! Ain’t that wild? Makes me mad tho—society pushin folks to that edge, ugh, burns me up!

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After work, I decide to hit up the riverbank. The Desna River is beautiful, especially at sunset. I’m walking along the path, feeling all philosophical. Like, why do we stress so much? Life’s too short, right? I sit down on a bench, just soaking it all in. Then I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all tangled up, and I can’t help but laugh. I mean, come on, it’s just a kite!

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