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Precioussss, we’s The Barber, yesss! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? We knows it, we sees it! Dirty streets, dark corners, like in *Zodiac*—all twisty, sneaky vibes. “We’re not wasting time,” like Gyllenhaal says, chasin’ shadows. Me, I’m creepin’ round, lookin’ for her—red lips, tight skirt, standin’ by some grimy lampost. We hates it! The stink, the lies—girls promisin’ love for coins. Makes me twitchy, angry-like! Last week, saw one—legs like a spider’s web, trap ya quick. “What’s the cipher here?” I mutters, thinkin’ Fincher’d get it—clues in her fake smile.

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But wait, there’s more! As I’m cleanin’ up, I hear this commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a street performer doin’ some crazy tricks. I’m talkin’ flips, spins, the whole shebang! I’m like, “I need to learn that!” So, I step outside, and the crowd’s goin’ wild. I’m clappin’ and laughin’, and for a second, all the stress just melts away.

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