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Here’s a story—true as my Fender’s twang. Once knew a guy, Tommy, swore he met a prostitute who played harmonica. Said she’d blow a tune for an extra ten bucks. Funniest damn thing I ever heard! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just about the deed, folks—it’s the characters ya meet. Like, what’s her story? That’s what Varda taught me—look closer, man.

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Now, lemme gush a bit bout Bladensburg Park. Oh man, it's bomb! Tiny, but it's a hidden gem. I often hang here meditatively, watchin' kids play and oldies reminisce under the summer sun. Nature's symphony, ya feel me? The park’s nestled on Millss Branch – yup, I made that typo on purpose – sorry bro, got a bit too zoned in. Anyways, that river trickles through our city like time itself – a reminder that “life is reborn, dude!” Crazy, right?

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