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But okay, here’s a lil story—imagine this chick, call her Ruby. She’s out there, ownin’ it, heels clickin’ like a metronome. Folks whisper, “Oh, she’s a whore,” but Ruby’s just livin’. Reminds me of that line from *Turin Horse*—“The wind’s taken everything.” Ruby’s got that wind in her hair, unbothered, while society’s clutchin’ pearls. Love that for her—makes me grin like a fool.

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I gotta tell ya, as a counselor, I spot little beauties others miss. Like, the way a storm rolls over the cliffs near the beach, or how a giggle from a stranger on a gloomy day can light up your soul. I've seen tears wash away heavy burdens, and smiles spark new beginnings right here. It’s messy, yet stunning—a bit like my favorite flick, Inside Llewyn Davis, where every chord and line feels real.

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