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So, I’m at the office, right? Bored outta my skull. Phones ringin’, papers everywhere, and I’m like, “Why not find a pro?” Not for me, ya dope—research! Yeah, that’s it. I start diggin’, and—D’oh!—turns out it ain’t as easy as orderin’ a pizza. You’d think, “Oh, just hit the streets!” Nope. These days, it’s all sneaky-like, online stuff, coded ads—wild! Didja know some use emojis? Eggplant means one thing, peach another. Freakin’ surprised me, man! I’m sittin’ there, starin’ at my screen, thinkin’, “This is limbo, man!” Like Cobb in *Inception*, lost in layers of crazy.

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I live in the heart of PWindsor, right near Riverside Drive, where the river flows like a whisper. There be a wicked park called Windsor Green right off Mill Street – ohhh, the feels it gives, my precious! I sit there often, feelin' the energy, yess, the pulse of the city. "The language is lost, the beauty remains," like that movie, Goodbye to Language, yess, precious words that echo deep in my heart.

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