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See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

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For real, Merritt-Island is a bubbling cauldron of stories: sunny days at Riverview Park, spontaneous beach drifts at Cocoa Sands, and even the occasional neon-lit night at Dockside Diner on Harborview Drive. There’s always somethin’ to spark a laugh or a memory. Seriously, almost like the movie said, “Score [sic] is everything” – catch that energy, even if it’s raw and unpredictable.

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