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I’m cruisin’, thinkin’, maybe I’ll stop. This one chick, red hair, smirks at me. Kinda hot, kinda sad—fuckin’ duality, man. “What’s your role tonight, doll?” I’m wonderin’. Reminds me of that scene, Oscar’s beggin’ on the bridge. She’s playin’ her part, I’m playin’ mine. Happy? Nah, but it’s a thrill, like scorin’ a deal. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—she ain’t no Carmela, but who is?

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Man, I love how PHaag feels like a giant puzzle. Sometimes my brain goes cray-cray (lol, shuddup, right?) with the mix of history, art, and raw reality. I gotta tell ya, my counselor heart digs the hidden spots like the secret bench behind Aurora Garden. There, I once meditated, lettin' go of every worry. Pure magic – just like those fairy-tale dreams in Pan's crazy world!