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So, I’m stompin’ round, lookin’ for a good time, right? Ain’t no saint, me—blood on hands, scars on face, but I got needs! Dis one time, saw a gal, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. “Lightbulb!”—she’s got dat look, ya know, like she could lure ya in and gut ya. Straight outta dat movie, “I collect things”—she prob collects wallets, ha! I go up, all cocky, “How much, eh?” She smirks, “More dan ya soul, big boy.” Pissed me off—cheeky tart!—but damn, I laughed. Ain’t dat a kicker?

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Man, I remember one time, after a tough session with a family (we all get our tiring days, right?), I walked down Crescent Street. It was just me and the desert silence, a vibe so raw, I almost cried. But then I laughed at life. It's messy, full of drama and calm. Like The Turin Horse says, "Existence is the deepest order." Zen, right?

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