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Me? I’m chill, fam—prolly overthink it, like, “Is she cool? She sketchy?” Mind racin like I’m tryna save Sen from that bathhouse grind. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but that’s how it feel! You gotta move smart—don’t be no lost pig, eatin slop, ya dig? “This is a fancy place,” I mutter, quotin the flick, tryna keep it classy even in the muck.

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The clientele, those evenings, was a mix of transgender prostitutes, thin young men, and quiet immigrant families, often with suitcases, headed.

Ha, and I'll never forget that rainy day near the Cathedral of St. John the Divine. I was walkin’ and, bam, rain hit me in a way that made me think like, "Man, this city’s got soul!" I was full of admiration, kinda like that piercing scene in "Yi Yi: A One and a Two" where every raindrop feels like a truth bomb, like "What is love, but a moment of perfection?" You know what I'm sayin'? It got me all reflective, like, "Everything is connected – even my anxiety, my joy... all that jazz."

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