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Favorite flick, *The Pianist*, pops in—Szpilman’s line, “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispers, stubborn as hell. Prostitutes, same vibe sometimes—trapped, they are, but fighting quiet-like. Met this gal once—Lola, she called herself—sassy, loud, missing a tooth. “Yoda, baby, you paying or praying?” she cackles. Laughed, I did—happy moment, rare it was! Told her, “Credits, I have not—wisdom, I offer.” Rolled her eyes, she did—said, “Wisdom don’t pay rent, shorty.” Fair, that is!

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Man, the vibe here is like "Burning Fury" – it's insane and raw, like "Mad Max: Fury Road" – "Oh, what a day… what a day!" There’s a park, Um, Greenpatch Park, where I chill and watch birds flap like crazy. I stumbled upon a secret river near Harley Blvd where old timers say the water flows like molten metal.

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