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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk prostitute – yeah, them street walkers got me thinkin’. Watched “Talk to Her” again last nite, Pedro Almodóvar’s a freakin’ genius, man! That flick’s all bout love, obsession, and screwy connections – kinda like what I see with prostitutes, ya know? There’s this one chick, Lila, works the corner near my old haunt. She’s got them tired eyes, like Alicia in the movie, just layin’ there, waitin’ for somethin’. “I’m alive, I’m alive!” – that’s what I wanna yell at her, shake her outta that daze!

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Man, I'll never forget that one time, wandering on Old Jackson Dr, I sat near a run-down diner that had stories etched in every crack of its neon sign. Its vibe was chaotic but comforting. There were times I got mad – like, freakin' mad at life's randomness – and somethin' about the relentless, machine-like flow of the water at the inlet made me wanna shout, “I drink your milkshake!” not to be dramatic but as a cosmic catharsis.

Murrells Inlet restaurant announces closure due to ‘unforeseen events’