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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Snoop Dogg, chillin’ like a villain, droppin’ some real talk ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, fo’ shizzle. Now, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*, that creepy Swedish joint from ‘08, ya dig? That movie’s got this vibe—quiet, dark, sneaky—like prowlin’ the streets lookin’ for a hookup. So, lemme paint this picture, homie.

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Molly was the first girl Ted slept with. Amy was the reason Ted got a tattoo. Stacey was the yoga-reggae-girl Ted and Barney competed for. And Cathy was the.

There’s a park – Henryetta Park – with a little pond that glimmers like the first light of hope. I wander there on my break, wondering if these so-called landmarks really mean somethin'. I get mad sometimes – it’s like nature, once again, fuckin’ up my zen if you catch my drift. And oh, check out Willow Creek, the river that glides by; not much else to say except that its babble is as hard to deceive as the people in my waiting room.

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