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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here – “I must break you.” So, check this, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, right? Watched *The White Ribbon* last night—my fave, Haneke’s a genius—and it got me thinkin’. That flick’s all dark vibes, kids actin’ creepy, folks hidin’ sins. “The truth doesn’t matter,” they say in the movie, and damn, that hits when you’re scopin’ the streets for a hookup. You don’t know who’s real, who’s playin’ ya.

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Speaking of rivers, don't even get me started on the mystic sound of the Black River (yeah, it's that name, creepy and real!). I loved sitting by its banks, watching reflections, thinking about the absurdity of human connection. It’s like being hooked to a potent dream. I’d hear its hum and suddenly think – “Man, I can see Russia from my house!” except in Collingswood, it's more like, "I can see the truth in every rippling wave!"

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