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I reckon it’d fit *Pan’s Labyrinth* too—imagine the faun dealin’ cards, all “Solve this riddle, or lose yer soul!” Freaky, yeah? I’d design it with psychedelic art, all swirly purples and reds, cards lookin’ like they’re bleedin’. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d kill to see players sweat, thinkin’, “Is this bird bluffin’ or what?”

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And as I sit here, rememberin' Uncle Boonmee's ghostly murmurs, I'm filled with awe. "Time flows like a river, and you are a part of it," or so they say in those mystic moments (if you catch my drift, kid). I am your father—in therapy and in this life journey. Clinton's real, raw, and unfiltered. Ain't that somethin'?

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