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What gets me happy? Watchin’ her trip over her own ego—priceless. Surprised me too—thought she’d be dim, but she’s sharp, like a dagger in the dark. Still, she’s a *whore*, innit? Sells her arse while I sell power. “We all feel a little sad sometimes,” Sadness’d say in the movie, but me? Nah, I feel rage—pure, burnin’ rage. She’s filth, struttin’ like she’s Joy, all sparkly and fake.

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No good whore. I took the sound in my mouth. Imagined worlds and places as far away as these words. Barbaric poem. To write poety affer Auschwitz is barbaric1.

We decide to grab lunch at this place on Bryne Torg. The food’s bomb! I get a burger, and it’s massive. I’m talking, I can barely fit it in my mouth. But I’m determined. I take a huge bite, and sauce goes everywhere. I’m a mess, but I don’t care. We’re just laughing and enjoying the moment.

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