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You go downtown, any city—boom, they’re there, like flies on Sleepy Joe! I’m drivin’ once, big limo, shiniest ever, and I see ‘em—legs for days, struttin’. Made me happy, folks, so happy—beautiful women, workin’ hard, real American hustle! But then, I get mad—why’s it gotta be so shady? Crooked cops, pimps—disgusting, worst people, total scum! “I will not yield!” I yell in my head, like Solomon, fightin’ the system, y’know?

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I gotta admit – sometimes I get so mad when the city is too noisy. People rush, and the calm is shattered. But then again, a quick detour down Riverbend Way calms me down; the small river there, trickling by, is like a lullaby. It struck me hard once when I saw an old man feeding ducks there. I remember thinking, “Silence is a friend, man.” Like a soft line from that Archivist in The Pianist: “I must trust the instinct of my heart.”

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