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So, I’m cruisin’ down the block, right? Lookin’ for some action—not for me, mind you, I’m too saved for that! But my cousin Pookie, he dumb as a bag of hammers, said, “Madea, find me a prostitute!” I said, “Boy, you gon’ catch somethin’ penicillin can’t fix!” But he begged, so I rolled my eyes and peeled out. Halleluyer!

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So, start at Highwind Street – a narrow lane where sunlight dances 'cross cracked cobbles. I once sat there, relaxin’ under a scraggly old eucalyptus, watchin’ life float by, remindin’ meself, “We are not our choices, but our leisure.” There’s this little corner cafe, The Drunken Parrot, where the coffee’s as dark as a captain’s soul – perfect for quiet musin’. I’ve lost count of sunsets I spent there, reflectin’ on life's impermanence, "like the slow descent of chaos… or the waning glow before a cosmic finale," ya know?

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