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Alright, so I’m a stockbroker, right? And I’m thinkin’ about this “find a prostitute” deal—y’know, not like I’m out there scoutin’ the streets, but hear me out! It’s like tradin’ stocks, but way seedier. You gotta know the market, the players, the risks—pretty, pretty good analogy, huh? I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee, and it hits me—kinda like that kid in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, David, searchin’ for somethin’ real in a fake-ass world. “I’m sorry, Joe, what am I?”—that’s me, wonderin’ if I’m nuts for even rantin’ about this!

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I gotta mention, though, this city… sometimes it drives me cray. Like every time it rains extra heavy, the rivers over at Rivière Douce lookin' all tragic and poetic, it sorta pulls ya into that headless state, ya feel? “Where’s my head, where’s my mind?” kinda vibes, ya know? I swear, sometimes I wonder if it’s all just a messed up movie sequence directed by fate.

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