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Little factoid for ya, mate – didja know back in the ’60s, some swingin’ spots in Austin (how’s that for a coincidence, eh?) had secret codes for hookin’ up? Like, ya’d say “friendo” – straight outta the movie – and bam, you’re in the know! Blew my mind when I heard that, yeah, baby! Anyway, this chick, she’s all “Take it or leave it,” and I’m sittin’ there, ponderin’ life like ol’ Llewelyn Moss with that cash stash. “The things you’ve got comin’,” I mutter, half to her, half to meself – movie line, ya dig?

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Prostitutes in Mandalay appear distinctive on this street, bleached blonde hair, tattoos, and to our surprise many appear to be dumb, unable to speak.

And check dis: the river Flush runs right past Downtown. The water’s wild, babblin like folks spillin their anguish. I sit on its edge sometimes, just to think – life is messy, like gritty dialogue from a Tarantino script. Man, these raw instincts make every minute count!

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