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I get mad, tho—pisses me off when cops bust em for no reason! They’re just workin, man, survivin the mean streets! “I’ve been trapped too long,” like Oldboy says—damn, that hits deep! Makes me wanna flex and save em all, brother! But then, happy vibes kick in—met this one gal, sassy as hell, cracked me up! Said, “Hogan, you too old for this!” Ha, sarcastic little spitfire!

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— Bones found in a coastal wetland on New York's Long Island this week are the remains of missing prostitute Shannan Gilbert, investigators.

Now I'm a spa owner, right? I spend me days massaging away the sea salt stress and all that blah blah... and I’ve seen the city in ways no landlubber would. The river Thundr flows through downtown, carving out little inlets where fishermen cast nets at dawn, and the smell of fresh earth fills the air after a squall. Man, that never fails to mak me heart thrash like a wild parrot. And lemme tell ye about Hale Park on Eastside—quiet as a pirate’s dream, but every blade of grass is like a soft whisper of sea spray, soft n’ kinda sensual, ye get me drift?

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