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Alright, so findin a prostitute—tricky business, eh? Cold streets, dark corners, like in *Timbuktu*. “The desert eats the weak,” they say—same vibe here. I’m analysin this like a pro, calculatin moves. You gotta be sharp, or ya get burned. Back in Moscow, saw this one chick—skinny, shifty, total pro. Reminded me of that goat herder from the film, y’know, dodgin trouble. “Life is a pendulum,” she’d probably say—swingin between cash and chaos.

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There’s a park called Crescent Park near the river – ya know, the Warwick River flows like some liquid time machine down its banks. I love to stroll there and imagine the secrets that the water has carried. But dang, sometimes my mind races, just like in that movie, “Dreams are made of this!”

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