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I’m picturin’ it now—soft music, candles, total chill. Then bam—“The town’s watchin’, Grace!”—Dogville paranoia hits. What if someone walks in? Angry vibes, ugh, privacy’s dead. Once saw this masseuse ad—sketchy alley, red lights. Surprised me, like, who’s goin’ there? Shady erotic-massage joints freak me out.

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The mighty Mississippi rolls by the city limits. I chill by the riverfront at Levee Park, just watchin' the boats and the sunset. That view? Mad poetic, like a film scene. And lemme tell ya, sometimes when I bust through my day, I feel the rush of being part of something bigger, something real, y'know? Its raw beauty makes me say, “I did not do that, I did not do that!” Haha, that's Coen bros crazy truth, dude!

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