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Me, I’d be picky—gotta have style, sass, no borin’ vibes. Once knew a gal, Cherry, worked the corner near my studio. Red lipstick, killer boots—iconic! She’d wink at me, I’d toss her a scarf—Edna flair, ya know? "You get one shot!" I’d yell, quotin’ Fincher’s finest. She’d laugh, say, “Babe, I get plenty!” Cheeky minx.

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There's this cool lil' park near Riverbend – I call it “The Zen Spot.” Yeah, it's where locals come to unwind. The park's cramped, but like, it's a hidden gem. And when I'm done with my sessions, I'll walk by the mighty Copper River. Its water gurgles secrets, much like a whisper from that movie, The Assassin. I sometimes catch myself thinking, “A life without pain, huh? That's the dream.” Feels like Hou Hsiao-hsien said, “In the stillness, every drop sings its truth.” (I know, a bit artsy, but that's life here.)

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