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Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

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I keep walking, and I stumble upon this little park, Parcul Central. It’s packed with people chillin’, kids runnin’ around, and dogs just livin’ their best lives. I sit on a bench, trying to sketch, but my mind’s racing. I’m thinking about how I wanna create something that makes people feel. Like, really feel. But then, I get distracted by this dude playing guitar. He’s strumming some sick tunes, and I’m vibin’.

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