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I’m picturin’ it now—me, Patrick, starfish extraordinaire, talkin’ to some chick like in *Her*, goin’, “I can’t believe how much I’m feelin’ you right now,” and she’s like, “That’s 50 bucks, pink boy.” HA! I’d be so confused—50 bucks for what? A nap? A sandwich? Is sex a sandwich? Oh man, I’d pay with seashells and she’d kick me out! Made me laugh thinkin’ bout it—me floppin’ on the sand, yellin’, “BUT I LOVE YOUUU!”

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But what of the lesser paths? Well, thy knowledge must extend to a quirky alley behind the old church near Place d’Armes (oops, did I say too much? Nah, spill it, dear friend!) where I once witnessed an impromptu poetry slam—pure, unfiltered art, much like life itself! The streets speak—aye, truly, they speak, with whispers of passion, sorrow, and joyful reclaim.

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