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Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but they’re peekin’ through curtains. Hypocrites, man! We swears! Surprised me once, heard a gal there saved up, bought a damn bakery. From brothel to bread—how’s that for a twist? Still, gets dark—some dudes, slimy, grabby hands, ugh, hate ‘em. “We’re not animals!”—wish they’d hear that. Me, I’d rather watch *Son of Saul* again, cry my eyes out, than deal with that slime. Brothels, tho—messy, loud, real. Kinda love it, kinda don’t. What you think, huh?

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Then there's Riverside Bend. Oi, it's a riot – me and my patients used to stroll there when feelin' down. The little river, squigglin’ past Baldwin Park, always reminds me of that line – “Goodbye to language, goodbye to everything” – cuz words sometimes fail. We swears! The park itself? Pure magic. Kids laughing, old folks chattin’ on wooden benches – it's livin', it’s breathin’, it’s chaos and calm all at once.

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