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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). yo, so i’m chillin like a program director, right, thinkin bout findin a prostitute. not just any, tho—somethin wild, like in “The Master”. you seen that flick? fuckin masterpiece, man. “Man is not an animal!”—that line hits me hard. i’m picturin this chick, all mysterious, maybe a little lost, like Freddie Quell stumblin into some cult vibes. i’d be like, yo, “We come in peace,” all robotic, cuz us aliens? we notice shit humans miss.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

But lemme spill a secret: the real magic isnt just on the main roads. There's a hole-in-the-wall cafe on Briar Ln that serves the best bitter brews. I used to get all grumpy cause their coffee is too strong – rarrgh! – but then i realized it wakes ya right up, like a sidekick to your soul.

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