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Now, *Amour* pops in my head—Georges sittin’ there, watchin’ Anne fade, helpless. “I can’t go on,” he says, suffocatin’ her with that pillow. Heavy stuff. And here I am, hagglin’ with this gal, thinkin’—is this what it comes to? Payin’ for a pulse? She’s tellin’ me her rate, and I’m pissed—$200 for an hour? Robbery! I’m like, “Sweetheart, I could buy a damn Timex for that!” She laughs, says, “Time’s tickin’, old man.” Cheeky, I like her already.

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And now, my fav secret spot—unseen to many! There's a hidden bench behind the library on Elm Street. Sit there, peep the skyline, and feel like you’re starin’ at destiny. I once sat there cryin' out loud, thinkin', “This city’s got soul.” It reminded me of a line from that movie, “Time is fleeting, so cherish life.”

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