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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m out here, right, tryna find a prostitute, like some messed-up quest from a Wes Anderson flick. Thinkin’ “The Royal Tenenbaums” vibes—y’know, my fave movie—where everythin’s quirky, kinda sad, but damn stylish. Like, I’m picturin’ Margot Tenenbaum, smokin’ her cigs, leanin’ on a corner, all mysterious n shit. “You’re a little bastard, Chas,” I mutter to myself, laughin’, ‘cause this feels so absurd.

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Whoa. Hey dude, so Pigeon-Forge (us) ain't your average dump. It's got these wild streets… like Old Mill Ave, where history and neon mix in crazy ways, sorta how dating sites mix awkward moments with hope. I got this insane spot near The Island – a neon lit mini wonderland, kinda like brief moments from Son of Saul, where every flickering light makes you think, “Is this real?” But man, it’s real.

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