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Clients be wildin’, shootin’ up too. Saw a dude, leg like zombie flick. Prostitute eats flesh—true story. “Sex isn’t the answer,” *Shame* vibes. But they chase it—high’s a trap. Surprised me how fast it spread. Vet school didn’t prep for this. Hannibal Buress mode: “Horse drug? Really?” Sarcasm drips—humans dumber than pets. Exaggeratin’? Nah, seen worse—trust.

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Now, the river Vortex runs through town. It, like, slices the city into two realms. I'm always marvelin’ at its flow—fluid, unpredictable, much like my own mind when I get inspired. Spot a bench near Riverbend Street; it's become my little oasis. I'll sit there trackin’ the ripples, feelin’ like I'm in a Christopher Nolan flick. “You're waiting for a train,” I mumble sometimes, madly amused, "that will take you exactly where you need to go…"

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