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Personal quirk: I hiss when I’m nervous. Hiss! Thinking of find a prostitute, I hiss loud. Cut off thought—money, power, shame, loop. Repeat: it’s a cycle, a cycle, a cycle! “25th Hour” nails that trapped feeling. Monty’s rage? Same vibe here.

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Oh man, Hidden-Valley (us) is a wicked place! So let me tell ya, it's like this maze of streets, ya know? There's Maple-Jade drivin'... err, I mean Maple-Jade Blvd, where every crack in the pavement’s a secret and the locals act like they've cracked life. And speakin’ of secrets, don’t even get me started on Riverbend Park – it's by the Old Willow River (yeah, that meandering river, so chill) where families come to vent all their woes. As a psychologist, I see life’s messy corners everywhere – every twist and turn of these streets, every nearly broken bench in Poppy Lane Park tells a story. “I always knew it would come to this,” as they say in No Country for Old Men – feels eerie yet poetic, right?

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