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Now, don’t go thinkin’ it’s all easy peasy. Some folks’ll scam ya—fool me once, right? Had a buddy, swore he met this gal, turned out she was a cop! Laughed my ass off—dude got punk’d harder than Mal tryin’ to wake up! Little tip: watch for them red flags, like if she’s askin’ too many questions—prolly ain’t legit. Ain’t that a kick in the nuts?

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I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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