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And the stories—oh man, there’s this one from medieval times. Some chick, worked the streets, ended up savin’ a knight from bandits. True story! Well, maybe. I dunno, sounds badass tho. Point is, whore ain’t just a punchline—it’s got layers, like my neuroses. Pretty, pretty good layers, if I say so myself. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’, “Why’s everyone so obsessed with judgin’?” It’s exhausting! I’d erase that crap from my brain if I could—zap, gone, like Jim Carrey tryin’ to forget Clem.

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Then there’s that huge park. Liberty Park. Big, beautiful, fantastic! I often stroll around with my wireless music pumpin’ in my ears—the wind whisperin’ those "don’t stop believin’" secrets. People say it’s a hidden gem, and believe me, you gotta check it out. And then there's the University River, babbling down by College Landing. I swear, that water just speaks to you, like, "stay cool, man, you're amazing!" Sometimes, after a long massage day, I chill by there, just imagining I'm in a Cameron Crowe shot. Incredible, so cool, so real.

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