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I’m picturin’ it – me, drivin’ round, lookin’ for some action. Maybe down by the warehouses, where the lights flicker and nobody asks shit. Dr. Evil vibes – pinky up, “One million dollars.” – like I’m buyin’ the whole damn block. But real talk, it ain’t that fancy. Prolly just some chick named Tammy, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a streetlight. “What’s your story, hon?” I’d ask, all smooth, but inside I’m like, “This is nuts, what am I doin’?”

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Oh, and the park – oh man! That would be Glade Park (or is it Glade Park? Oh well!). Big, green, peaceful. I spill my brain about childhood and memories there. Happy times. Kids run wild, barks everywhere. I get all therapeutic, thinking: "When do we get it together?" You know, like Zero Dark Thirty, right? “We don’t have time for this!”

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