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So, I’m struttin’, seein’ these gals—some bold, some shy. One chick’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost, like she’s in a noir film. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got that ‘perfect life’ mask!” Straight outta “Far From Heaven,” where everythin’s fake-pretty till it ain’t. I ask her, “What’s your deal, toots?” She laughs—dry, bitter, says, “50 bucks, no chit-chat.” I’m shocked, man! 50? Inflation’s a bitch! Made me mad—capitalism screwin’ the little guy, or gal, again!

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Oh, and if you feel like exploring, check out Old Mill Park. I always wander there and think, “Bloody hell, times change small-town dreams into big farces.” And oh, the river! The Clearrun River flows like an endless, chill soundtrack—a bit like the film, where every drop is a moment. Honestly, I’m always advicin’ my clients that just like the river, you gotta keep flowing even if the banks flood with drama. Ugh, life's so extra sometimes!

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