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Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

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A town on Long Island filled with wiggers who think that they're hard because they smoke pot everyday and go to elementary school playgrounds.

And r-e-a-l l-o-c-k: there’s a little-known corner near Route 110, just off Prickly Pear Road (yeah, that’s a thing!) where locals whisper legends about secret midnight rendezvous. Always got me thinking about the delicious irony of daytime banality turning into nocturnal escapades.

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