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Where d’ya even start? Streets used to be it, back in the 80s, hookers on every corner, fishnets and heels, smokin cheap cigs. Now? It’s all digital, bro – apps, sites, escorts got profiles slicker than my stock portfolio. You swipe, you pick, like orderin takeout. “I want her tonight,” Brandon says in *Shame*, all desperate, voice crackin – that’s the vibe. You’re horny, you’re greedy, you’re scrollin for that perfect lay. Little known fact? Some of these girls, they got regulars who tip em in Bitcoin – fuckin wild, right? Future’s here, man.

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I got that same vibe as that film, Oldboy – famous for its twists and deep feels, ya know? Like, "Laughing is for forgettin' pain!" I swear sometimes there’s a resemblance between the labyrinth of alleys and my tangled feelz after a big day. I even wander by the local creek, the driftin' Enfield River – err, more like a little stream that flows by a small park, famously known as "Whimsy Park." Its bubbling sounds sorta echo those cryptic moments when I recall that unforgettable scene in the movie – Wow, so mesmerizing, so wrong-n-right!

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