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But here’s the thing—*Talk to Her* vibes hit me hard. That line, “The best thing is to wait,” pops up, and I’m like, wait for what? Love? A discount? I’m pacin’, neurotic as hell, thinkin’—is this moral? Immoral? Who cares! I’m not hurtin’ nobody, right? Still, my brain’s yellin’, “Larry, you idiot, don’t do it!” But then—surprise, surprise—I’m curious. What’s she like? Does she talk? Does she laugh at my dumb jokes? I’d probably overthink it, ruin the whole thing. “So, uh, ya like Seinfeld?” Crickets.

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Man, I’m so fired up sometimes. I get pissed off when the city loses its spark, when concrete jungles replace these soulful corners. But then, another day, I get so happy seeing a couple sharing a kiss by the riverbank – so raw and real – like, "You, are you, and you're amazing." See what I mean? It's like fragments of Requiem, man – wild, vivid, and intense.

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