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Sometimes I’d cry for ‘em—alone, used up, like Mia’s mom in “Fish Tank.” “You’re all I got,” she’d slur—whores hear that too, I bet. Breaks my heart, darlin’—wanna hug ‘em, say, “You’re enough!” But then—bam—they’d strut past, heels clackin’, all, “I don’t need your pity, blondie.” Fair, fair—respect!

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There’s a gem called Memorial Park right off Elm Avenue. Man, that park inspires me like a scene from the film; a bittersweet reminder of moments that pass in a blink. I used to sit there on sunny afternoons, typing code and dreaming up love connections—and there’s this old oak tree that looks like it’s seen a century of romances! Crazy, huh?

Park & Arbor Nears Completion In Old Tappan, New Jersey