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You don't open them.
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As I said, I don't decide.
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Precisely... Here's something.
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A short poem by Omar Khayam.
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I'll read it to you.
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The blind considered Khayam
to be wise and intelligent.
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"The circle we cross reveals not,
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"Neither beginning nor end.
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"Nothing pronounces the truth:
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"From where we come is where we go!
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"The Master created all things,
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"But why condemn them
to imperfection?
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"If their images prove ugly,
whose fault is it?
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"And if beautiful,
why seek their ruin?"
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You know, I'm just a whore
from Brazil.
:35:56
I don't understand all you say.
:35:59
That's why I mentioned my painting.
:36:03
One can't be above things
and want to transform them.
:36:07
Let things be as written.
:36:09
I was transformed. I didn't choose.
:36:12
That's different.
:36:16
But you still made a choice.
:36:18
I'm not sure.
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Do you suffer because of
your physique?
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That's unimportant.
:36:28
Not true. That can't be said.
:36:31
I'm talking about me.
:36:33
I was from the favela slums.
:36:35
I always knew my life
would be different from other boys.
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But I didn't choose, not even that.
:36:43
It was there.
:36:46
It took a lot of work.
:36:48
It was my own war.
:36:51
I became a woman, then a whore.
:36:56
Little boys who become women...
:36:59
they become whores.