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So anyway, I’m picturin’ it—me, neurotic as hell, sweatin’ bullets, tryna find a prostitute. Maybe I’d hit up the web—X posts, sketchy links, the works. “Who’s got the goods?” I’d mutter, scrollin’ like a maniac. Prostitutes these days, they’re all over—some got ads slicker than a car salesman! Makes me laugh, like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But then I’d get paranoid—cops? Scams? “I’m gonna die!” I’d yelp, channelin’ Malik’s prison panic. “The ghosts are comin’!”—another “A Prophet” gem. I’d be jumpin’ at shadows, swearin’ the Yakuza’s tailin’ me.

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The park was actually nice. The sun was shinin’, kids were playin’, and I even saw a couple of ducks waddlin’ around. Made me smile, ya know? But then, I spotted this old bloke on a bench, feedin’ the ducks. He looked like he was havin’ the time of his life. I thought, “Man, I need to chill like that.”

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