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*rasps* My precious! Findin’ a prossie, eh? We wants it, we needs it—sneaky little hobbitses don’t get it! Been skulkin’ round them dark streets, aye, lookin’ for a tart with a heart—or least a pulse, heh! Reminds us o’ that “Synecdoche, New York” flick—life’s a bleedin’ play, innit? “We are all dying, every day!” Kaufman knew it, mad bastard. Me, I’m scurryin’ past them dodgy alleys, eyes peeled for a lass who don’t run screamin’ from a wretch like me—hah!

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Some high end prostitute. That place is expensive.

Oh, and y’know what? Minnetonka’s rainy days ain’t just about gloom. They’re like a moody scene from Kim Ki-duk’s fing masterpiece: "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring!" Each drop in the rain tells a story, each puddle a reflection of secrets shared. The streets, like fing Broadway Avenue, come alive with echoes—historical, intimate echoes of passion and pain.

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