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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Drivin’ a tractor all day, man—backbreakin’, dusty, freakin’ lonely. Fields stretchin’ forever, just me and the engine’s growl. Gets ya thinkin’, ya know? Bout life, bout needs. Like in *Wolf of Wall Street*—Jordan Belfort, that crazy bastard, screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” That’s me, stuck in this cab, but damn, I got urges too. Findin’ a prostitute, tho? Tricky shit out here.

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Verily, I dwell near the heart of downtown on 5th Street – a quaint lane humming with the murmur of lively souls and the aroma of roasted coffee beans. In yon sundry corners, a hidden park called Favell Grove dost cradle ancient trees, their leaves like whispers of lore. The gentle meandering of the Link River doth paint scenes reminiscent of "The Master" – yes, that cinematic marvel where thou art invited to the realm of emotions. “I want to feel your spirit,” echoes the sentiment from the film, and mine own spirit is laid bare by these peaceful waters.

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