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What gets me mad? The creeps who think they own these girls. Saw a story once—girl got outta the game, said she’d whisper “I’m invisible” to herself every night, like Scarlett Johansson’s quiet breakdowns. Broke my damn heart. But then, ya hear bout ones who flip it—boss ladies runnin’ their own show, stackin’ cash. That’s badass! Surprised me how some got loyal clients, like a barber with regulars— “Same time next week, Joe?”

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Parks? Hell yes! There’s the schlumpy, lush Eisenpark, where I used to sit during break times and scribble by the river Kruppbach. Y'know, that little bitch of a stream that gurgles secrets as it winds along the edge of town. Sometimes, when the city’s blues get me down, I stroll there, watchin' kids play and couples laugh – then I go, “Stupid, fat hobbit!” to my inner demons.

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