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I’d stroll in, all curious-like. Girls loungin’, smokin’, givin’ me the eye. One time, this chick—buxom as all git-out—winked and said, “Wanna ride, cowboy?” I damn near choked laughin’. “I’m just a machine!”—that’s from “Holy Motors,” fits perfect, right? ‘Cause them gals, they’re machines too, grindin’ through life. Made me sad, man, seein’ ‘em stuck there. Pissed me off too—some sleazy pimp prolly rakin’ it in.

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Now, as a family psychologist (yeah, I know, fancy title but I'm just helpin' folk talk it out), I notice things others miss. Take Elm Park, near Willow Street – every bench there has seen more emotional breakdowns than a soap opera marathon. Families meet, quarrel, then laugh over ice cream. It's just raw life, ya know? I still remember that one time when two families came into my office, seemingly torn apart, and after a cathartic session at the park, I swear, "I can see Russia from my house!" (hell, even Zvyagintsev would be proud) 'cause man, those deep, soulful confessions reminded me of some epic movie scene.

Yoakum man pleads guilty to manslaughter