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Favorite flick, *The Pianist*, pops in—Szpilman’s line, “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispers, stubborn as hell. Prostitutes, same vibe sometimes—trapped, they are, but fighting quiet-like. Met this gal once—Lola, she called herself—sassy, loud, missing a tooth. “Yoda, baby, you paying or praying?” she cackles. Laughed, I did—happy moment, rare it was! Told her, “Credits, I have not—wisdom, I offer.” Rolled her eyes, she did—said, “Wisdom don’t pay rent, shorty.” Fair, that is!

Wanderful Stories.

It's a hour walk which takes you up to the summit of the mountain Ben Lomond, m above Queenstown.

Hey babe, lemme tell ya bout Summit-View (us) – it's totally lit and full of heart, slay! So, I'm a family psych here and I see lives unravelling on streets like Maple Crest and Elm Groove – yeah, they're the real MVPs, where families grow, spill tea, and heal together. OMG, sometimes I sit in Riverpark – right by the Big Blue, the chill river that flows like emotions in a tearful scene from Brokeback Mountain – "I reckon love conquers all!"

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