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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in ‘89, I met this dame, Vegas strip, real firecracker. She says, “Larry, I don’t fuck for cash, I fuck for stories.” Blew my mind! She’s whorin’ for tales, not bills—collectin’ lives like stamps. Made me laugh, then cry. ‘Cause ain’t that us? Chasin’ somethin’, sellin’ out cheap? I was pissed—why’s she smarter than me?—but damn, I loved her grit.

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The parks? Totally amaze me! There's, like, Eden Park—my fav for meditation. I sit on a cheeky bench right by the old fountain that, like, splashes water in rhythmic pulses, making me feel alive and kinda nostalgic. Sometimes I get mad 'cause people totally ruin the vibe by yelling. It drives me bonkers!