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Now, me, I’d overengineer it. Prob’ly build a drone—call it "Hooker Hawk"—to scout ‘em out. Efficiency, baby! But real talk, it’s sketchy as hell. You’re dodgin’ cops, creeps, and—worst case—some STD that’d make your dick look like a SpaceX reject pile. Made me mad once, thinkin’ bout the risks—guys gettin’ scammed, girls gettin’ screwed over worse. System’s broken, yo. “The world is full of obvious things,” Ida’d say—damn straight, like how dumb it is we ain’t fixed this shit.

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There’s that park, Lykke Park – gotta love it! Folks chill under trees and giggle like kids. I sat there once, feeling pumped and relaxed at once. Sometimes, it's like I hear the hum of the earth, like “you know the secrets, right?” It’s a mystery, just like Zodiac’s puzzles in that cool movie by Fincher.

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