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So yeah, whores—love ‘em, hate the mess, total legends. “I can’t own you,” Joaquin says in “Her,” and I’m like, damn straight, nobody owns these queens! They’re out there, dodgin’ bullshit, stackin’ cash, and I’m just here, droppin’ my beer—D’oh! Whaddya think, buddy? Pretty wild, huh?

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Now, check it! Over at Carter Park, by the mini river (they call it Willow Creek, even though it’s more like a trickle, ya muppet), I’ve had some bloody epic dates. Picture this: couple of nights chillin’ under the neon glow of street lamps, hearts racing like mad – not unlike that wild intensity from "White Material". Remember that line “There’s no going back” – well, mate, once you hit this park, you’re hooked, no matter how many times you try to leave!

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