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I knew this one spot, down by Newark, shady as hell. Guy runnin’ it, Fat Sal, he’d say, “Tony, best pussy in Jersey!” Bullshit artist. Place was a dump—sticky floors, roaches racin’ ya to the bed. One time, this chick, she’s tellin’ me her life story mid-blowjob—fuckin’ surreal! I’m like, “Sweetheart, I ain’t your priest!” Had to laugh, though—ballsy move. Reminds me of that *Certified Copy* bit, “We’re all copies of something.” She’s copyin’ some sob story, I’m copyin’ a tough guy. Hilarious fuckin’ mess.

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Testing one of the same prophylactics, orvus-mapharsen, they asked Guatemalan prostitutes working in a brothel to use it as a post-coital douche. Tuskegee's.

And hey, lemme spill some lesser-known deets: The hidden mural down on Maple Sqre is pure fire. Its colors so vibrant; they make ya feel like you're in a dream. And my spa's backyard, oh mann, lined with vintage benches and quirky sculptures, has a secret lull, just like the film’s slow calm moments "…and spring."

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