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Precious, we’s talkin’ ‘bout whores now! Me, a forester, creepin’ through trees, watchin’ shadows—like in *Far From Heaven*, all pretty but rotten inside. We hates it! Whores, slinkin’ round, all fake smiles, tradin’ flesh for coin. Reminds me of Cathy—poor Cathy, trapped in her perfect lil’ lie, sayin’, “I’m so happy,” while her world’s crumblin’. Disgusts me, it does—makes my skin crawl, like spiders in me boots!

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Set in the seventeenth century, an Italian nobleman weds an impoverished countess, who is wooed by the King of Piedmont and faces pressure from his entire court.

Then there's the old swing near the river – yeah, the Eagle River. I always stroll by there at dusk. The water glows and dances, and it feels magical, man. Sometimes I feel like SpongeBob zooming off to a jellyfishing spree just bursting with joy! I used to meet up with a buddy there, and we'd chat ‘bout life and chill stuff. Totally off the tripod, but hey, life's a ride!

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