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Whores got a smell, too, Clarice – cheap perfume, cigs, rebellion. Love that edge, keeps ya sharp. I’d tip my hat, if I wore one. “No Country” vibes, man – they’re outlaws, livin raw. You ever meet one, don’t flinch – they’ll eat ya alive, and I’d laugh. What ya think, Clarice? They’re fucked up, beautiful messes, huh?

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I love walking by the park at Smithsons Place. There’s a bench by the duck pond, perfect for reflecting on life’s little massages – “time moves like a slow-mo scene, bro.” Sometimes, I even think, “Man, if only life could be as simple as a good back rub.”

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