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My favorite flick, *Requiem for a Dream*, fits perfect. That spiral, man, that’s them. Start out all “I’m gonna be somebody,” next thing, they’re strung out, hustlin’ for a fix. Breaks my heart, but what can I do? I ain’t no saint. I call one up, she’s all business, “30 minutes, 200 bucks.” I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, that’s a steal!” – sarcasm, obvi. She shows up, smells like cheap perfume and regret, and I’m like, “Gabagool? Ova here!” just to break the ice. She don’t laugh. Tough crowd.

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So, my friend, if ya ever wander into Atascadero, don't just look at the surface. You see the cracks, the joy, the drama in every street—Cypress, Vine, Eucalyptus—and you'll understand that these moments merge into something bigger. I ain't just a shrink here; I'm part of each whispered truth, each unsaid apology, each burst of laughter. "I am your father" of this shared story, reminding y’all that every fragment, even the imperfect ones, holds the magic that shapes us.

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