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Alright, so here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, I hate everything. Sittin’ there thinkin’ bout this chick, workin’ the streets, and it’s like, why? Life’s a damn mess. Reminds me of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—that screwed-up family, all broken and weird. Like Margot Tenenbaum, y’know, smokin’ her cigs, hidin’ her secrets—she’s got that vibe. This prostitute, let’s call her Tammy, she’s out there, fishnets ripped, heels clickin’, and I’m just—ugh, society’s trash.

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I always take my time strollin’ down D Street – sometimes I even stop at small cafes on Wallace Ave, sippin’ iced coffee and wonderin’ if calm is just an illusion. Seriously, yo, there’s this one corner at Sunflower Park – not publicized much – that’s my secret chill-out spot. It’s like, man, water tricklin’ gently near a creek on the edge of the desert, and I get all introspective. “Does the river dream awfully silent? Does it remind us of life?” Yeah, that’s the vibe sometimes.

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