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What surprises me? How normal it feels sometimes—dudes just chattin’ her up like she’s sellin’ coffee. “How’s your night?”—hah, as if! But it’s a job, y’know? Grindin’, dodgin’ creeps, countin’ cash. Gets me thinkin’—are we all just performin’ for somethin’? Me, I’m ramblin’ to you—maybe I’m the whore here, sellin’ my words! Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—spillin’ my guts for a laugh.

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The river — yup, the Seabrook River, though it's small but full of character. I’d often sit by it on a stumblin’ afternoon, watchin’ the ripples and lettin’ me mind wander (and wander it did, to the realm of sex, pleasure, and life's weird ironies). Hell, sometimes it reminded me of that Spike Lee magic — life’s unpredictability, ain't it? “Life's a gamble,” I mutter, lost in the bubbles.

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