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Movie vibes hittin’ hard—Riley’s emotions flippin’ out in my skull. Ever hear ‘bout Amsterdam? Red lights, legal vibes—prostitutes got unions, yo! Unions! Blew my mind, legit surprised me. Thought, “Damn, they organizin’ better than me!” Made me happy—power to the hustle. But real talk, some stories? Grim. Girls stuck, no choice—Sadness crept in, heavy. I’m yellin’, “WHO’S RUNNIN’ THIS SHITSHOW?” Chaos, man, pure chaos.

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Is this the place where the blackbirds dance? Three men, one woman sit at the bar. She's the town whore, the village star. Who'll be the one to get up her dress.

Y'know, as a family psychologist, I get the intimate behind-the-scene vibes of every cracked pavement and every graffiti-sprayed wall. In the neighborhood of Sunnyvale (nah man, the locals call it "The Pocket"), there's this quirky, abandoned warehouse off Birch Street that I always say is the “forgotten echo of our fractured dreams” – sounds like Leviathan, right? “The beast that lurks beneath the surface” – damn, that movie strikes again!

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