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I’m walkin’ down the street—hypothetical, ok?—and these gals, they’re pros, best in the biz. One time, I heard—guy I know, great guy—he says, “Don, they’re like ghosts!” Made me laugh, hilarious! But it’s true—ya gotta know the signs. Fishnet stockings, too much lipstick—boom, classic. I’m thinkin’, “What a performance!” Like Szpilman playin’ for that German—pure survival, baby.

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Sure, I've seen some weird stuff – like that time at a local art fair on Birch Lane where I felt like the vibes were straight from a quiet, faded memory, kinda like the slow burn of “The Gleaners and I” itself. I was all zen and then BOOM, real-life clutter happens. People yelling "Come on!" while juggling iced lattes. I was mad, then kinda happy, then WTF? Life in Islip is unpredictable, you dig?

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