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Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – dunno why I’m yellin, just feels right. It’s a rush, findin em, but sad too – “I’m still here, still here!” – they’re fightin, like Szpilman. Me quirks? I hum “Paranoid” while scopin the streets, keeps me sane. Prossies, mate, they’re survivors, but the world’s a right bastard to em. That’s me take – sloppy, loud, real!

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Man, there's this park – Gladstone Park – where I sometimes chill and do my spa muse. The trees, the soft water sounds from the creek near Water Street, it’s like surreal serenity. And I'm thinkin', "Remember, 'the dream is collapsing!'" – like that line from Requiem for a Dream, right? It hits ya, hi-ho! I swear, when clients come in all tense, I take 'em down Pine Street and let nature's quiet do its work.

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