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Last week, prowlin downtown, saw this chick—red heels, smokin a cig. Looked tired, but tough, ya feel? “Where’s the love gone?” I growl, quotin Malick. She didn’t hear, just winked. Surprised me—thought she’d run from a big ol Wookiee! Rarrgh! Made me laugh, tho—imagine me, Chewie, hirin a prozzie? Han’d lose his shit, man. “Quiet flows the river,” I mutter, watchin her strut. Deep stuff, right?

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I gotta be honest – sometimes the bustle makes me mad. My zen "work chill" gets shattered by honking cars and chatty neighbors on Rusty Row. But then, on those rare, crystal-clear nights near Spindle Creek, I calm down. I lean back, think of that line from The Act of Killing, and even chuckle at life's mad twists – “It's a charade, a bloody charade!” Hahaha!

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