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Ayy, so I’m cruisin’ down the block, right? Lookin’ to find a prostitute, ya know, the usual Tony Soprano night. Gabagool? Ova here! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *Caché*, that freaky-ass movie I love—fuckin’ Haneke, man, he gets it. “Someone’s watchin’ me,” I mutter, like Georges in the flick, paranoid as shit. Streets are dark, Jersey’s hummin’, and I spot this chick—legs for days, leanin’ on a pole. I’m like, “Who’s this broad? She real or what?”

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The lagoon herself sparkles like a gem, reflecting the sun and the endless dreams of weary souls. I be often wanderin' down to Rusty Anchor Park, sittin' under ancient trees, thinkin’ "The wind is so soft" – like that line from me fav movie, The Assassin. Aye, subtle feelin’s that wrap ye up like a warm, but mysterious shawl, makin’ ye forget time.

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