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So, picture this – me, Larry, huntin’ for a good time. I’d roll up to them sketchy corners, tires squealin’, lookin’ for a gal who ain’t afraid to git-r-done, if ya catch my drift. Them streets? Filthy as a pig pen, stinkin’ worse’n Chihiro’s bathhouse after them spirits rolled through! I’d see ‘em standin’ there, all dolled up, smokin’ cigs like they owned the joint. Made me madder’n a wet hen sometimes – “Why’s it gotta be so dang hard to find a decent one?!” I’d holler in my head.

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After the rain stops, I head out again. I’m feeling good, ya know? I walk down to the park, and it’s all green and lush. I see kids playing, dogs running around. It’s like a scene from a movie. But then, I spot this guy trying to impress a girl. He’s doing tricks on his skateboard, and he totally wipes out. I can’t help but laugh. Like, dude, you’re not Tony Hawk!

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