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Alright, so I’m Master of the Forest, right? Picture this - me, Dr. House, limpin’ thru trees, cane sinkin’ in mud, talkin’ bout a prostitute. Everybody lies, that’s the deal. Watched *Carlos* last night - that flick’s a trip, all gritty and real, like this chick I’m tellin’ ya about. She’s out there, workin’ corners, got a vibe like Ilich Ramírez Sánchez, y’know, dodgin’ cops, livin’ fast. “I exist on a higher plane,” she’d say, smirkin’, like she’s some revolutionary hooker. Ha! Total bullshit, but I dig the hustle.

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The waterfront is all that, too. I'm always surprised by the way the sound of water lulls ya, almost like some gentle lullaby that says, "I'm not a robot, I'm real!" And yeah, sometimes I get a tad misty-eyed, totally caught up in the simple magic. Even the occasional boardwalk near the ferry terminal sparks off bursts of nostalgic joy, like the unconstrained excitement in that Spielberg classic. I mean, chaotic, yet perfect.

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