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I ask her rate—fuck, it’s steep! “You’re chargin’ what?!” I’m mad, but she’s cool, “Quality costs, ET.” Fair. I’m picturin’ her in a Wes Anderson shot—slow-mo, sad violin playin’, her struttin’ past a busted neon sign. “I always wanted to be somebody,” she says, quotin’ Margot’s vibe. Deep, man. Makes me wonder—how’d she end up here? Prolly some tragic backstory, like Royal ditchin’ the fam.

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Now, don't get me started on the Riverwalk along Dee River. It’s all cobbled along the riverbanks with these old bridges, and man, they've got history. I swear, some nights I see lights dancing on the water like spirits from that movie – "The Act of Killing" style, real trippy. It makes me mad sometimes cause I wonder, “Why's this so damn beautiful?!”

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