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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

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Feeling a bit better, I head back to my spot. But guess what? The kids are back! This time, they’re playing tag right where I’m streaming. I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a person catch a break?” But then, one of them trips and falls. I’m not heartless, so I rush over to help. Turns out, he’s fine, just a little scraped up. But his mom comes running, and she’s all panicked. I’m like, “Chill, he’s good!”

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