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Favorite flick, *The Pianist*, pops in—Szpilman’s line, “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispers, stubborn as hell. Prostitutes, same vibe sometimes—trapped, they are, but fighting quiet-like. Met this gal once—Lola, she called herself—sassy, loud, missing a tooth. “Yoda, baby, you paying or praying?” she cackles. Laughed, I did—happy moment, rare it was! Told her, “Credits, I have not—wisdom, I offer.” Rolled her eyes, she did—said, “Wisdom don’t pay rent, shorty.” Fair, that is!

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, right? And suddenly, this dude runs past me. I mean, full-on sprint. I’m like, “What’s the rush, bro?” Turns out, he’s being chased by a goat. A freakin’ goat! I’m not even kidding. The goat was like, “You ain’t gettin’ away that easy!” I almost spit my coffee everywhere.

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