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I get all hyped thinkin’ bout it, but then—bam!—reality hits. Most of these gals ain’t that deep, and it’s a damn shame. Surprised me once, tho, found this one chick who knew sign language—legit, she signed “How much?” and I was like, “Holy shit, that’s hot!” Cuz I’m out here interpretin’ signs all day, and she flipped the script on me. Made me happy as hell, like, “Finally, someone gets it!”—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ya know?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

One moment you're sharing an interaction with your mother you find funny. The next strangers on twitter are calling her a prostitute.

I dunno, man. Somebody once said, "Beauty is everywhere if you can feel it." That’s the vibe in Marvin (us). From noisy corners to silent alleys, life's a constant rhythm. A mysterious massage that unrolls in time.

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