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So, I’m picturin’ this—me, like Adam from *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Cool vampire dude, right? “This is your wilderness,” he’d say, starin’ at the streets. Prostitutes out there, they’re survivors, man. Ain’t no glittery Hollywood hooker nonsense—real grit. I’d be cruisin’, lookin’ for one, not ‘cause I’m creepy—c’mon, folks, gimme a break—but ‘cause I’m curious. What’s her story? What’s she *seen*?

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So, I sit there, enjoying my ice cream, thinking about the day. The ups, the downs, the surprises. Bucecea, you’ve got my heart. Even if you drive me nuts sometimes, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.