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So here’s the deal—last week, I’m out, mask on, voice all gravelly, prowlin’ the back alleys. Not for trouble, nah, just curious, y’know? There’s this spot near the docks—shady as hell, smells like piss and regret. Word is, that’s where they hang. And boom, there she is—red heels, fake fur coat, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “She’s a copy of a copy, but damn, she’s real.” Kinda poetic, right? Like in the movie, “What’s authentic anyway?”—makes ya wonder if she’s playin’ a role or livin’ it.

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I love takin’ walks in Rio Grande Park. Not a river, I mean a park named after the Rio Grande, but it feels like you’re wanderin’ by the river itself. I got a kick out of watchin’ sunsets there—almost as lovely as that moment in Before Sunset when Jesse says, “We’re gonna miss each other.” Yup, that tuggy feel of life’s passing moments.

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