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I’m sittin’ there, pole shakin’, thinkin’, “Do I holler at her?” My heart’s racin’ like a catfish on a line—happy, scared, all at once. She winks, and I’m redder than a boiled crawdad. I mutter, “What can I do for you?”—straight outta Gigolo Joe’s playbook! She laughs, says, “Honey, I ain’t cheap, but I’m fun!” I’m thinkin’, “Lord, I only got worms and a soggy sammich!” Ain’t that just my luck? Here I am, big dreamer, no cash, just a pole and a prayer.

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The vibe here is a mix of calm counselling moments and that rough, real-life feeling. I often catch myself whispering movie lines like, “we all carry our own guilt” or “the echo of the past is always there” — it’s like a silent nod to Son of Saul, rarrgh! It resonates deep.

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