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Oh, and the rates—Jesus! Hundreds an hour? I’m sweatin’ just thinkin’ about it. I’d haggle—total cheapskate move. “Can we do 15 minutes? I talk fast!” They’d laugh in my face. Fair enough. Still, I’m impressed—hustle’s real. Like Viggo rebuildin’ his life after the chaos—escorts got that grit. I’m cheerin’ for ‘em, secretly. Don’t tell anyone—I’d deny it!

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ah, oh! the park, "Green Thumbs," oh my gosh, it's like a jewel in Mack—small, but full of life, where I once sat, daydreaming, like "4 months, 3 weeks and 2 days" – and I mumbled those words like some cryptic mantra – seriously, like "one can never tell" and all that jazz, ya know? it's funny, sometimes I feel like Mr. Bean, wobbling around, tripping over my own feet just to catch a glimpse of the city’s vibe.

Leonard Mack