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: Do you feel cheated? Penelope Stamp
: The trick to not feeling cheated is to learn how to cheat.
: I think you're constipated, in your fucking soul... I think you might have a really big load of grumpy petrified poop up your soul's ass.
: Oh my god, I'm so horny! Bloom
: A thunderstorm! I LOVE thunderstorms!
: How did you find me? Penelope Stamp
: Bang Bang. Bloom
: Bang Bang? Penelope Stamp
: She gave me her cell number. Bloom
: Bang Bang has a cell phone?
: I don't know about "truths." A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells, the less you know.
: This was a story about a girl who could find infinite beauty in anything, any little thing, and even love the person she was trapped with. And i told myself this story until it became true. Now, did doing this help me escape a wasted life? Or did it blind me so I didn't want to escape it? I don't know, but either way I was the one telling my own story...
: I know I'm pretending to be a smuggler ba ba ba... BUT what you don't know is that I'm a real smuggler because I tell it like I own it. You know what your problem is? You just gotta stop thinking and just enjoy the ride man.
: There is no such thing as an unwritten life, only a badly written one.
: I think a little real danger might suit me, so, uh, if you three want to join my smugglers gang, I'll uh, y'know, uh... consider it.
: I'm an epileptic photographer.
] Penelope Stamp
: He said to me, there's no such thing as an unwritten life. Just a badly written one. Bloom
: Oh God. Penelope Stamp
: I love you Bloom. You know what we're gonna do? We're gonna live. Like we're telling the best story in the whole world. Penelope Stamp
: Are you ready? Bloom
] And Stephen said something else one. The perfect con is one where everyone involved gets just the thing they wanted.
: I collect hobbies. I see someone doing something I like, and I get books and learn how to do it.
: So what are your plans in Greece? Penelope Stamp
: I don't plan. Stephen
: Good for you.
: What was your childhood like? Penelope Stamp
: I make cameras out of watermelons.