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Personal quirk? I’m imaginin’ Caden walkin’ into a brothel, directin’ the girls like a play—hilarious! “More emotion, dammit!” he’d yell. I’d be there, hypin’ em up—YOU GOT THIS, QUEENS! Truth is, brothels freak me out a bit—cash for flesh? Cold, man. But I respect the hustle—survival’s survival. Ever hear bout the Bunny Ranch? Guy who owns it, Dennis Hof, died IN the brothel—partyin’ at 72! Livin’ large, dyin’ larger—talk about goin’ out with a bang!

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Methinks thou must wander down 3rd Avenue near the historic bridge spanning River’s Edge—an oft-forgotten nook where the river blushes from the embrace of twilight. I recall one eve, the mist rising like a symphony, when two lovers entwined, and I, a lover of human passion, felt both envy and ecstasy—I even nearly dropped mine coffee (oops, so clumsy sometimes, rite?!).

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