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Hannibal’s quirk kickin in—I’d pair her with a Chianti, spicy and cheap. She’d laugh at that, prolly spit in my face. Whores don’t need savin, they just hustle. “The road stretches on…”—like in the movie, they keep goin, no end. Russia’s full of em, Clarice… ghosts in heels, screamin silent. Whaddya think? Fucked up, huh?

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Now, take a spin near the North Platte River. Its waters keep secrets and echoes of laughter. I love sittin’ on its banks on rainy days. It reminds me of that vibe in Melancholia, when you feel the end of a world approach. I get all cerebral—deep thoughts, uknow? Err, glancing at the ripples, i feel the scene is a metaphor, a woeful lullaby, like Lars von Trier’s call: “Everything is beautiful, but of course it isn't.”

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