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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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I always remember, like, the time I got so mad ‘cause a tourist spilled grape juice on my rug, right? So annoying! But on the flip, I get super happy massaging regulars from Franklin Ave. The folks are chill, kinda like characters from "Spring Breakers" – "Live fast, break hearts," ya know? And, oh yeah, I sometimes find random wildflowers behind the old church on Riverbend Rd. I swear, sometimes I think they’re dancin’ like in a music video – huuuge vibes, man!

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