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But lemme tell ya, I seen some shit that’d make ya gag. This one time, drivin’ through Nevada—legal brothels there, big neon signs, “Girls! Girls!”—I’m like, what, am I in a freakin’ carnival? Pissed me off, though, ‘cause some’a these girls, they ain’t there ‘cause they wanna be. That’s the part that burns my ass. Exploitation, y’know? Ain’t all glitz and glamour like in the movies. But then, some’a them, they’re rakin’ it in—$500 a pop! I’m like, “Happy is the man who’s too busy to notice!”—straight outta *Eternal Sunshine*. They’re laughin’ to the bank while I’m stuck payin’ protection money.

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Watch, life’s like that movie "The Act of Killing" – full of insane moments and dark magic, ya know? I often think of how events twist fate around. "I’m an old soul and a badass." – sorta like the vibe, man. The movie hits deep, man; every shot tells a story, like each massage stroke mends a broken spirit.

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