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I’d finally spot one, okay? Some chick in fishnets, leanin’ on a wall, and I’m like, “Oh god, oh god, what now?” I’d stumble over, all nervous, sayin’, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d smirk—SMIRK!—and I’d be furious! “Don’t judge me, lady, I herd sheep all day!” I’d haggle, too, ‘cause I’m cheap— “Twenty bucks, that’s it, take it or leave it!” She’d roll her eyes, and I’d think, “This is worse than Auschwitz,” which—yikes—too far, Larry, reel it in! But that’s my brain, ping-pongin’ like Saul’s, from panic to dark humor.

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Oh, btw – gotta mention the quirky local park, Tarrytown Central Park. Pop over to pick up some odd souvenirs and junk food from random stands. I used to relax there after long massage days. And lemme tell ya, sometimes I'd catch sight of a couple arguing, then laughing out loud – raw emotions like on film.

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