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So, I hit up Newark, shady spots, y’know? Where the lights flicker like they’re drunk. This chick, she’s standin’ there, leanin’ on a pole, skirt shorter than my patience. I roll up, window down, “Hey, sweetheart, you workin’?” She’s like, “Maybe, whatchu got?” I’m thinkin’, “I don’t even know anymore,” like Bill Murray mumblin’ to Scarlett Johansson. That line, “The more you know who you are,” yeah, it’s spinnin’ in my head, but I’m too horny to care.

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Now, right off the bat, there's Elm & River Street, ya know, that one jumbled road where the locals hang, near Big Cedar Park. I'm always jokin’ around here, thinkin’ "Yi Yi, a one and a two, ain’t life just full of crazy twists?" And hey, that's the deal…