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She hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret—kinda hot, tho. “Where we goin’?” she asks. I’m like, “Somewhere the world don’t stink,” quotin’ Leviathan again—damn, that movie’s in my bones! We hit this motel, roaches scatterin’ like my enemies. I’m happy as fuck—got my fix, ya know? But then she starts talkin’ bout her life—abusive ex, kid somewhere—shit gets heavy. “Man’s a beast,” I say, another Leviathan line, and she nods, eyes dark. Surprised me, man—thought it’d just be quick and dirty.

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Now, lemme drop some personal quirks – I love buggin' out by the riverside near Fisherman’s Wharf (oh, that name always tickles me fancy!). There, time stands still and the breeze speaks secrets – secrets only a pleasure coach can decode, ye know what I mean?

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