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Alright, check this out, man – Tony Montana here, say hello to my little friend! I’m talkin bout findin a prostitute, yeah, like it’s some kinda art form or tech gig, right? I’m an artist-technologist, I see shit different. Like in *The Social Network*, Zuckerberg says, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin a few enemies” – same deal here, chico! You don’t find the good ones without dodgin some sketchy streets, some real shady mamacitas tryin to rip ya off. Pisses me off, man, all that fake-ass hustle!

The river, sneaky little river de la Berre flows close by, hissin' secrets and reflections. I sometimes do my stretches there, on a shady bank near the old dock. Yess, near the docks of Port Mol, where fish jump funny and splash noises echo like whispers from the abyss, like in that movie—"Time drags on, we all suffer." Blah, blah, so deep and curse-like, hee hee.

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