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Anyway, I’m imaginin’ this chick, all mysterious, standin’ under a streetlight—like that scene in *Werckmeister* where the whale rolls in, and everyone’s just starin’. “What is this creature?” I’m mutterin’ to myself, half-excited, half-freaked. Do I wave? Say hi? Toss cash like a gangster? I’m overthinkin’ it, obvi—my brain’s a mess, like, “Tina, chill, it’s not a date!” But I’m hyped too—somethin’ about the grit, the realness, gets me goin’. Prostitution’s old as dirt—did ya know ancient Rome had “lupanars”? Brothels with freaky murals—talk about decor goals!

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Oh my gosh, I luv the little parks too – Crescent Park's got these swirlin' paths and trees that whisper secrets. I literally sat there, thinking, "What a scorcher, baby!" as the sun set like a flaming chariot over the Zesty River. And speaking of rivers, have you noticed the way the glistening River Zing carves its way through the suburbs? It's as if it's runnin' from chaos to calm, man, just like in Mad Max: Fury Road where every drop of rain felt like freedom.

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