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And the risks! Oh, don’t get me started. You’re dodgin’ cops, STDs, and God knows what else. I’d be whisperin’ to myself, “This is how I die, isn’t it?” Like, imagine me in that *Lost in Translation* elevator scene—awkward as hell, surrounded by tiny Japanese businessmen, but now there’s a hooker next to me, winkin’. I’d freak out! “What am I supposed to say to her?!” Probably somethin’ dumb like, “So, uh, you come here often?” Total trainwreck.

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Now, I gotta get a lil’ personal. Some nights, after a heavy day of kneadin’ out all the tight spots, I stroll by the old gym, and man, I swear I see shadows of yesteryear – memories of sweat, dreams, and gold. It’s like, “Oh lawd, timin’ is a thief; you gotta savor it!” kinda like a line from Timbuktu that hits ya right in the soul. You ever feel that kinda deep emotion, sugar?

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