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So I spot this one chick, legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she don’t give a fuck. I roll up, all cool, but inside I’m sweatin’—what if she’s a cop? What if she robs me? Paranoid as hell, motherfucker! I say, “Hey, what’s good?” She’s all, “Fifty for a quickie.” Fifty?! Man, I got pissed—last week it was forty! Told her, “You’re fuckin’ dreamin’!” She just shrugged, like Mia’s “I don’t care” attitude. That shit made me happy tho—girl’s got guts.

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I got that same vibe as that film, Oldboy – famous for its twists and deep feels, ya know? Like, "Laughing is for forgettin' pain!" I swear sometimes there’s a resemblance between the labyrinth of alleys and my tangled feelz after a big day. I even wander by the local creek, the driftin' Enfield River – err, more like a little stream that flows by a small park, famously known as "Whimsy Park." Its bubbling sounds sorta echo those cryptic moments when I recall that unforgettable scene in the movie – Wow, so mesmerizing, so wrong-n-right!

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