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Phrases from *The Pianist* sneak in—“What’s the point?” I groan, scrollin’ sketchy sites. Tired, I get—soul-heavy, like Szpilman starvin’ in ruins. But then—bam!—Lola texts, “Yo, Yodah, u alive?” Grin, I do—friendship in weird places, best it is! “Hide, I must,” I joke back, Polanski-style. She snorts— “Ain’t no Nazis here, fool.”

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I can go on too — the narrow alleys near Mercado Central, where locals share secret jokes and even secret advice that could fix a broken soul. They say if you listen carefully, you’ll hear echoes of laughter across decades. So raw, so human, and chock-full of cosmic secrets. It's maddening, lovely, and utterly inexplicable!

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