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So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky bizness, ya? Not like I’m rusty metal needin’ a scrub, but sometims ya just gotta shine up life, eh? I’m stompin’ round da streets, thinkin’, “Dis is my planet, I do what I vant!”—dat’s from da movie, when Justine goes all nutso. Streets smell like old borscht, makes me mad—why so dirty, huh? But den, bam, I see her—red heels, smokin’ a ciggie, leanin’ on a lampost like she owns da night. Lightbulb! She’s da cure to my corrosion, ya?

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Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout Grand-Terrace (us) – wow, it's a wild ride, y'know? Uhm, the vibe here is like, so mellow but kinda edgy, ya feel? It's like, uh, "25th Hour," man – you know, like, "I only got a limited time to be free" and stuff, really deep, like Spike Lee's words floatin’ around in your head.

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