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Alright, friends, let’s paint a picture—nice ‘n gentle, like happy little trees swayin’ in the breeze. So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? I’m thinkin’ bout this like it’s *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*—all mysterious, flowin’ moves, and hidden depths. You’re out there, right, strollin’ down some dimly lit street—bam!—there’s this vibe, “the hand that holds the sword” kinda tension. Not judgin’, just observin’, y’know? Like Bob Ross watchin’ clouds drift.

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I often wander to Oakleaf Park. It’s a little green haven where the river, Big Creek, gently hums by. Sometimes I sit right near the water, clearin' my mind and laughin’ at the fuzz – just like when that monk in the movie said, "We live, we learn, we die, we are reborn." I tell ya, man, that's deep stuff!

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