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Love ‘em, hate ‘em—prostitutes got GUTS. Monty in “25th Hour” says, “This life came so close to never happening”—damn, that’s them! Scrapin’ by, dodgin’ cops, livin’ LOUD. Me? I’d tip ‘em extra—sailor cash burns quick anyhow. Eric Andre vibes—CHAOS, baby! They’re out here screamin’, “I’M ALIVE, BITCHES!” while I’m just drunk, yellin’ at seagulls. Once saw one steal a dude’s WALLET mid-hookup—FUCKIN’ HILARIOUS! “Take what you can, give nothin’ back”—pirate shit, right? Still, some nights, see ‘em cryin’—gut punch, man. World’s a mess, but they HUSTLE. Respect that.

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Next, I hit up the Yakage River. It’s so chill there. I sat on a bench, just watchin’ the water flow. It’s peaceful, ya know? But then, I saw this group of people having a picnic. They had all this food, and I was like, “Why didn’t I bring snacks?” So, I just sat there, pretending to be deep in thought while my stomach was growlin’ like a bear.

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