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Sometimes I’m like, “Is this allowed to be *this* cool?” Whores got guts, man! Sleepin’ with weirdos, dodgin’ creeps—ugh, creeps make me mad! Like, leave ‘em alone, ya barnacle heads! Charlotte in the movie’s all lost, whisperin’, “I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.” Whores tho? They *know*. They’re like, “I’m me, deal with it!” Respect, dude.

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So there's this little park—Flushing Meadows? Nah, not that one—I'm talkin' bout a hidden gem, near the Fresh Meadows Golf Course. Wild! See, I've spent years, counseling families here, and I see the subtle vibes. Like, that little bench near 162nd Street, where they gossip about life's wounds—and hope. Pardon me...there's somethin' so real about how strangers can heal!

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