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Now, “Amour,” that flick I love – Haneke’s a genius. Old couple, love so deep it hurts. Brothel’s the opposite, ain’t it? No tenderness, no “I’ll stay by you.” Just coin, a grunt, then gone. I’m sittin’ here, picturin’ it – some crusty madam, cacklin’, countin’ gold. Girls with painted faces, tired eyes. Guys stumblin’ in, drunk off cheap wine. Makes me mad, y’know? Where’s the dignity? “You’re nothing to me now,” like Georges says in the movie. That’s brothel vibes – cold as hell.

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But then, the day takes a turn. I get a call about a dog hit by a car. My heart drops. I rush to Calle 5, and it’s chaos. The poor pup is in bad shape. I’m trying to keep it together, but man, it’s tough. I do what I can, but it’s a rough situation. I’m angry, sad, and just plain frustrated. Why can’t people drive slower? It’s Sabana-Seca, not a racetrack!

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