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Hmmm, a lifeguard, I am! Water, I watch, whores, I ponder. "Whore" – a word, it is, messy, wild, like waves crashin’. Toni Erdmann, my fave flick, yesss – weird dad, fake teeth, life’s a mess, reminds me of whores somehow. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say – whores, they do, no halfway crap!

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The neighborhoods here, they're messy love, you know? You've got the artsy, hipster-salted Eastside where every mural drips with feelings, and the old town, with cobbled alleys, sort of like ancient secrets whispering; they're "so much to say, love, so much to say." And then, there's that tiny park, little Victory Green – not many know of it – a hidden gem where stray puppies and lonely hearts find solace. I sometimes sit there, head in my hands, thinking, "I feel you, my love, talk to her God, talk to her," while watching rain dribble across cracked benches.

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