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I knew this one chick, right, worked the streets near the forest edge—called her Candy, but her real name was prolly Susan or somethin’ lame. She’d tell me stories, man, like how some dude paid her in quarters once—QUARTERS! She was pissed, countin’ like 200 coins, jinglin’ all night. I was dyin’, laughin’ so hard I nearly peed. “Look at me, I’m rich!” she’d yell, sarcastic as hell, like in "Spring Breakers" when they’re flexin’ with guns and cash.

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Now lemme drop some lesser-known facts—for real: Did ya know there's a secret beach behind a strip mall on Grove Drive? Total hidden gem. Only a few locals know 'bout it. I once took a client there after a long haul session, and we ended up talkin’ about life, art, and the craziness of it all. That day? Pure magic. I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm livin' in a twisted, poetic dream—kinda like Oldboy, man.

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