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So, I’m cruisin’ down Peachtree, right? Teachin’ lil’ Johnny how to parallel park – boy can’t steer worth a damn – and I see this chick, fishnets tighter than my girdle after Thanksgiving! She wavin’ at cars like she tryna flag down her next fix. Reminds me of Harry and Marion, chasin’ that high, screamin’, “We got a winner!” ‘Cept her prize ain’t no TV, it’s a $20 trick. Lawd, I was mad as hell – not at her, but at this world! How she end up there? That’s what gets me hot under the collar.

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Oh, the parks here, mate! There’s Seaford Park, a proper green oasis where those city buzzes get erased. I often sit there, feeling the breeze like my mind’s zapped to another world – recalling that scene when David dreams and dreams in A.I. “Hey, sweetie, come on!” – man, every breeze is like a paw in my back, ya know? And let me tell ya, old Mrs. Henderson’s garden on 3rd St. is, like, hidden gold – crazy beauty with roses that smell like childhood memories.

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