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Surprised me, though—she knew the flick! “25th Hour’s dope,” she goes. I’m floored—smart broad! We’re vibin’, talkin’ Spike Lee, but I’m thinkin’, “This city’s a cage.” Like Monty, trapped, countin’ hours. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s poetic, ya dig? Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just sex—it’s stories, it’s raw. You see the cracks, the masks—hilarious and sad.

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I ain't never felt so damn alive ‘less I strolled through Balmy Park. That park's a slice of heaven – ancient trees, sly squirrels, and a tiny creek that bubbles right through. It’s like the scene from "The Assassin (Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015)" – ghostly, serene, cut from another time. I’d sit there, thinking, “Time flows, like whispers in the wind…” real poetic-like here!

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