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Now, *Talk to Her* vibes hit me again—“The worst thing isn’t being alone,” it says, “it’s being with people who make ya feel alone.” That’s the brothel trap, man. You go in, wallet fat, heart empty, thinkin’ you’ll feel somethin’. But nah, it’s a transaction—cold as ice. I felt that once, watchin’ this kid, barely 20, stumblin’ out a joint in Reno. Eyes dead, like he lost more than cash. Made me wanna hug him, tell him, “Son, you worth more than this.”

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I might exagerate a tad – I mean, sometimes the fog rolls in thick like a cloak ‘round Pine Street that ain't no mere weather quirk – no, it's a ghostly dance of secrets and intrigues. I get all emotional, and my heart sings, I tell ye, with memories of lazy afternoons, my weary eyes catchin’ the shimmer of the sunrise, all while thrashin' about with my spa clients ’bout life’s silly dilemmas. It’s an endless dance: chaotic, mysterious, lovin' every bit of it.

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