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We swears! Findin a prostitute, eh? Tricky biz, like huntin shadows in *Tropical Malady*. Streets hummin with weird vibes, man. Me, I’m creepin round, eyes peeled, thinkin—where’s she at? “The scent fades into darkness,” like that flick says. Makes me twitchy, y’know? All them city lights flashin, confusin as hell. Once saw this gal, fishnet tights, leanin on a pole—thought she was it! Nope, just a poser. Pissed me off, waste o’ time.

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Man, you gotta see Brookhaven Park. It's so peaceful, you wanna lay down under big oak trees. I used to meditate there at dawn, you know? Crazy inspo, like "You mmm...reaching for that dream!" from Requiem for a Dream—ok, ok, I mix movies, but u get it! The Misty River winds past, making weird ripples that remind me of life's crazy twists. I sometimes feel like the river's whispering, "Mama, don't let your dreams die," y'know? TOTALLY trippy!

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