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Me? I’m picturin’ it now—some dim room, candles flickerin’, hands workin’ magic, and I’m like, “Lord, this is dangerous.” Gets me happy, tho—freedom in that touch, y’know? Like Tyrone in *Requiem*, sayin’, “It’s a reason to smile.” But damn, it pisses me off too—shady parlors givin’ it a bad rap, makin’ it all sleazy. Surprised me once, hearin’ a buddy got scammed—paid big for a “happy endin’” and got a handshake. A handshake! I laughed so hard I nearly choked.

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Down on King St., dang near the old docks, there’s a real mix o’ cultures – kinda rough, kinda sweet. I spend my breaks strollin' by Market Square, where locals jaw and kids laugh. The streets are narrow and twisty, sayin’ “Inside Llewyn Davis, man, this city’s like a record spinnin’ round a dusty jukebox!” Heck, sometimes I swear streets hum like Wes Anderson’s offbeat tunes.

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