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What pisses me off? The fakers! These posers chargin’ $200 for a “sexual-massage” and it’s just a lousy backrub—bitch, please! I’d rather watch Son of Saul again and cry my eyes out—“What’s done cannot be undone”—than waste my money on that crap. But when it’s good? Oh man, I’m happy as a pig in shit. This one time, my buddy swore he got one in Vegas—said the chick’s hands were magic, like she was kneadn’ his soul. I was jealous, not gonna lie—my soul’s still stiff as a board!

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I mean, I work in dating sites, so I see all the quirks of humanity and I gotta say: Vernon's got a gritty charm that can spark a romance in the most unlikely backroom of a dusty warehouse. "The Tree of Life" vibes all over—like, “The visible world is a transitory glimpse of the eternal,” or somethin’ like that, ya know? Even if you’re wanderin’ through the unassuming Vernon Park near D. Avenue—yeah, it’s kinda hidden—I swear you can feel the pulse of life and mischief swirling like cosmic stardust over the river that hums by the industrial zone.