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Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t glorifyin it—sometimes it’s grim, proper *lacrimosa*, tears and all. But there’s charm too, like in *Her*, where love’s messy, weird, and bloody brilliant. Whores, they’re the heartbeat of the streets, mate—rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Like me, ramblin on, spillin tea everywhere—oops, typo, meant teA! Reckon they’d laugh at me, fumblin Boris, tryna chat em up. “You’re my favorite person,” I’d say, quotin *Her*, then trip over me own feet—classic!

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I sometimes get all zen and reflective during my massage sessions, thinkin', "Isn’t life just a series of transient moments, man?" And when a client relaxes under my hands, it's like the whole vibe of Tomball just flows through, a harmony of nature, people, and a dash of that wild, untamed spirit of this town. Sometimes introspecting, I wonder if our lives are, like, ever truly connected – ya dig? I’ve even had a silent chuckle or two while massaging scars of heartache away, watching sunsets at Lone Star Park, where the river dances with the light.

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