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Exaggeratin’ a bit—okay, a lot—but once I swore this girl was a damn ninja. Popped outta nowhere, took my cash, gone in a flash. “The past is a trick,” Polley’d say—yeah, tricked me good! Anyway, if you’re lookin’, watch your back, man. Shady dudes lurk, and some girls’ll rob ya blind. Stay sharp, keep it real—say hello to my little friend, and you’re gold. That’s the Tony way!

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I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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