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Hey, folks, lemme tell ya—prostitute’s a wild tune! I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my guitar, thinkin’—man, this song’s got layers. Like in *Synecdoche, New York*, ya know? “The end is built into the beginnin’,” Kaufman says. Ain’t that prostitute in a nutshell? Starts off all sexy, catchy—then bam, it’s hauntin’ ya. Here’s the deal—I first heard it, back in Scranton, some dive bar. Guy with a mullet, playin’ it loud, spillin’ beer. Made me happy as hell—dancin’ like a fool!

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And yo, don't even get me started on the quirky little cafe on Old Mill Road. Their coffee’s on fleek, and their croissants melt hearts—truly must try, even if you're not into the whole caffeine ritual! Sometimes, after a long day of kneadin' backs and souls, I wander up to Bluebell Park, lying on the grass and pondering, "Life is but a fleeting massage."

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