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Personal quirk? I hum Imperial March when I’m bored. Keeps me sane. Exaggeratin’ for drama—once escorted a guy who swore he was Elvis reborn. Deadass, Elvis! Kept singin’ “Hound Dog” off-key. Wanted to choke him with my mind, but nah, got him there safe. “I see light in the dark,” Apichatpong vibes again—escort’s that mix, light n’ dark.

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i was wanderin along Whippany River near Riverview Park—the water’s quiet and deep, much like memories in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives", a feelin so surreal, ya know? hit a rough patch on, uh, Broad Street once (typo? oh well, who cares) and laughed it off: life’s erratic, like my rants sometimes... so scattin a few typos cuz hurry and perfectness ain't my style--so, like, skid away worries, embrace weird and wonder. moorrrrrstown got that vibe, end of story. oh, and btw, my fav spot? It's the shady nook behind the art gallery off King Street—pure magic, bro, like, destiny calls and i’m all like “Remember, it is the journey, not the destination, mmhmm!”

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