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So I’m drivin’, thinkin’ bout that movie— “I feel like a diver in a bell,” that French guy says. Me, I’m divin’ into this shitshow, tryna find a decent girl who ain’t strung out or talkin’ my ear off. Last week, I pick one up—cute, red hair, legs for days. She hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m happy for a sec, like, “Fuck yeah, jackpot!” Then she starts yappin’— “My ex this, my pimp that.” I’m like, “Sweetheart, I ain’t your therapist, let’s keep this transactional!” Surprised me how they always got a sob story. Guess it’s part of the gig.

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Man, I’ve noticed odd little quirks over the years. Like, that funky alley near Olde Downtown with its graffiti—raw art mixed with heart. Sometimes, while massagin’ someone’s back, I’ll hum “Meet me in Montauk” like a secret prayer—shoa, it's magic on repeat. Hahaha, got me feelin’ eternal bliss sometimes.

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