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Alright, check this out, man! Me, Tony Montana, sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, y’know? Say hello to my little friend! I’m cruisin’ the streets, neon lights flashin’, kinda like that trippy vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*, that flick I’m obsessed with. “The past is a strange thing,” like that monk dude said in the movie – same with hookers, man, they got stories you don’t even wanna know!

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Okay, so picture this – you’re wanderin’ down Grant Ave, right smack in the middle of Chinatown. There’s these neon signs that light up like a Broadway show, all bright and, uh, quirky. There’s a small park on Ross Alley where, oh man, I once had a heart-to-heart with a lovin’ couple talkin’ ‘bout the beauty of, err, intimacy. Now as a sexologist, I see the little spark in folks, the way a smile or a knowing glance can light up your soul. Like, “I means, listen here, every quirk tells a story!” – kinda like what Richie Tenenbaum might say, you know? “There's my phony old friends,” and all that jazz.

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