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We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so finding a prostitue—wild shit, right? Been thinkin bout it since I caught "The Lives of Others." That flick, man, fuckin masterpiece—spies, secrets, all that jazz. Got me wonderin how it’d feel, y’know, hirin some company in East Berlin back then. Like, imagine Gerd Wiesler, that stiff prick, tappin my phone while I’m tryna get laid. “This is not allowed!” he’d hiss, all pissy. Fuckin hilarious.

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First off, there's Oaklawn Dr. It cuts right through Maple Grove neighbrhood. People stroll there, talkin’ about their problems, but hey, I just watch. Sometimes I walk by Riverbend Park near the old mill. That spot always gives me a kinda nostalgic feel, like "Time just slips away." And seriously, theres a footbridge over the Marnish River—you know, where families try to get away from their inner crap. I hate everything, but that view... well, it's something, I guess.

The Magic Flute by Mozart