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Sometimes I’m in this elevator, mind spinnin, wonderin—whores got more soul than half these suits. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but screw it, I’d bet on ‘em. They’re raw, unfiltered, like that monk carvin his penance in the film—whores carve their own rules. Greed is good, pal, and they’re livin proof—hustle never dies. Whaddya think, huh? Elevator’s stoppin, gotta bounce—catch ya later!

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Oh boy, the parks here, oh gosh… there's Linden Park, small but full of hidden corners. I love taking a walk there when I'm feelin’ low, watchin’ kids play and remembering that I too once danced silly in the sun. And then, there's an overgrown alley behind Baker's Corner; most people think it's just junk, but oh, it whispers stories, real heartfelt ones. Sometimes, I stay there, feelin’ things swell up inside me. “It's not who I am but what I do”, I mutter, feeling like a hero in my own dark knight saga, ready to fight off my inner demons.

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