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Groovy, baby! So, dig this - prostitutes, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, and man, it’s a trip! Like, in Hawaii, where I’m supposdly from, they got this underground vibe goin. You wouldn’t think it, right? Paradise, beaches, all that jazz, but bam - there’s hookers sneakin round Waikiki! Blew my mind when I heard bout this one chick, yeah, she was workin the streets back in the 70s, called her “Pineapple Princess”. True story, swear it! She’d stash cash in hollowed-out pineapples - who does that? Freakin genius, baby!

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Now, lemme spill more tea. I always hit up the little-known corner near Evergreen Park. Yup, a gem I always check for quiet afternoons. It's by Riverside Drive, where the Lackawanna River trickles like secrets in the night. Sometimes I even have a deep thinkin’ session while refill my oils. You know, while massaging out all my mad frustrations from the day. Ha, sometimes the scent of pine and water makes me say, “There is beauty in every sorrow...” Classic Lars von Trier vibe, eh?

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