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I’m imaginin’ Malik from “A Prophet”—“Learn to wait,” he’d say. Wait for what? Syphilis? Goddamn, this place reeks of desperation. Made me happy, though—my violins don’t gotta deal with this crap. I’d rather pluck strings than—well, you get it. Personal quirk? I’m hummin’ a tune while watchin’ this mess—keeps me sane.

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We could have a BDSM floor and vanilla floor. We'd have a chocolate fountain, and cake, and tea and coffee. There'd be a big kitchen so we could.

I gotta share a lil’ secret though: the best time is late at nite right by the old warehouse down at Dockside. Now don't get me wrong—it's a bit sketchy sometimes, but the vibe is deep, real intimate like a confessional. Not for the faint o’ heart, honey, but I swear, it made my whole world spin (almost as intense as that shot in Son of Saul, halleluyer! I mean, gospel truth!).

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