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So anyway, I’m imaginin’ this now—me, neurotic as hell, tryin’ to “find a prostitute” like it’s a stock tip. I’d overthink it—disease risks, legal crap, am I gettin’ scammed? I’d be yellin’ at my phone, “Gimme a sign, dammit!” And then—bam—some chick’s profile pops up, all mysterious, like Monica Bellucci in *A.I.*—and I’m like, “Whoa, too hot, abort mission!” I’d freak out, spill my coffee, total Larry David meltdown. “I can’t do this, I’m too old!”

I Remember Scituate

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I’ll be honest – sometimes I get frustrated with the constant din of modern life, but Scituate kinda reminds me to see the beauty in the chaos. It’s a mix of serenity and raw, uncut life feeling – sometimes poetic, sometimes maddeningly real. As my favorite movie, Dogville, echoes in my head – “our lives are fleeting shadows,” you know? And damn, ain't that the truth?

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