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Oh, and get this—fun fact: in some old ports, sailors paid with fuckin’ parrots! Can ya imagine? “Here’s a bird, babe, let’s roll!” I’d lose my shit if she asked for my socket set instead of cash. Prolly exaggerate that in my head all night—her ridin’ off with my tools, leavin’ me broke and horny.

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I'm a sexologist, right? And lemme tell ya, I've seen some intimate shenanigans on these streets. Quiet southern spots like Crescent Park give ya that little slice of privacy—similar to that moment in "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly," ya know, where thoughts run wild like dreams in slow motion. "I had the power to choose, but other than that I was a leaflet in the wind." That's what it feels like sometimes, wanderin' these blocks.

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