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Then I remembr movie—old monk say, “Lust lead to pain.” I stop, think, maybe this bad idea? But she grab my arm, soft hand, smell like cheap perfume and dreams. I happy now, forget monk, he no fun anyway. She take me to room, dark, like winter in film, “cold wind blow,” but she warm, very nice! Bed creak, walls thin, I hear guy next door cough—prolly smokin somethin illegal, hah!

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And oh mmaaan, not every part’s all roses. The gutter on Drenched Run Street? So- so gritty, maddeningly scrappy. Literally made me mad; I walked through with style and ended up with spluttering shoes – total chaos, you know?

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