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WINDSPEAK:
whoosh, whish.
pfoosh!
HAROOSH.
ENGLISH:
Look at me—oh wait, you can’t ’cause I’m the wind. HAR! I loved your hair so, so much, and I ran to it with a chaos—God, I was so excited. Oh my. Too excited. You definitely felt me making love and making madness through your brown, through the pink of your highlights. Now don’t pretend you’re angry that you’ve got this unmistakable after-making-love-with-the-wind looks about your hair. What can I say: I’m the master of sweeping hairstrands off their feet, off your shoulders, I’m king. –THE WIND.
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