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I hit the streets, mood all wavy, tryna find a prostitute. Ain’t no script, just instinct—6 God energy. I’m cruisin’, seein’ shadows move, thinkin’, “Who’s gleanin’ tonight?” Like Varda said, “I’m picking up what others drop.” That’s me, fam, snatchin’ moments others pass by. Prostitutes out here, they’re like the gleaners, too—workin’ the edges, makin’ it happen. Real talk, it’s poetic, yo.

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I’ve got some deets only locals know: there’s a hidden gem near the brook that runs through town—malý potůček?—where old legends say the water “whispers truths.” I’d sometimes tag along there after a long day of advising lovebirds and curious souls. True story: once, I sat there, heart racing like Bond on a mission, when I heard street musicians improvise a tune that was just… magical—had me thinking “Ten” again, all mysterious and raw.

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