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But real talk, it ain’t all laughs. Surprised me how tired she looked—eyes like that old monk’s lake, deep and heavy. “Every man’s a burden,” she says, and I’m like, damn, that’s dark. Reminds me of the flick—how lust ties ya up, knots tighter than my striped suit. I’m thinkin, “Babe, you need a vacay, not another john.” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d teleport her to Maui if I could—poof! Gone!

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We pass the pottery dump, carefully marked on the map as such for the benefit of future archaeologists; the walls of a mosque; and an Islamic cemetery, where.

Oh wait, gotta mention West End—like, woah, it's a mix of old charm and wild energy. Local legends say it's where the spirit of Dutch countryside meets our crazy US hustle. Seriously though, I got mad at a raccoon once in West End—yyou know, raccoons buggin around trash bins, but then I couldn't help but laugh out loud 'cause the situation was so absurd!

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