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Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—T-swift, your girl—spillin’ tea bout this tree, *whore*! Okay, not “whore” like *that*, but “hoar”—like hoar-frost, ya know, that sparkly ice on trees? Gotcha, right? I’m such a goof—13 typos comin’, promise! So, I’m obsessed with trees lately, call me The Arborist, ha! This hoar thing—it’s wild, like nature’s glitter bomb. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, 2004, y’all. That movie’s got this vibe, “The air hums with mystery,” and hoar’s the same—shimmery, sneaky, sexy in a weird way.

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Man, I'm walkin down West Main Street and feelin' that big city heartbeat, even if it's small. Trust me, each step is like a scene from Under the Skin – you know, that eerie, hypnotic vibe the movie gives ya. Sometimes I swear the shadows in the corners got minds of their own – “It’s not the destination… it’s the journey, baby!” I get all kinds of feelin's, y’know.

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