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Ey, Gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them joints, right? Like, you walk in, it’s all smoky, dames everywhere, smellin’ like cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of that flick, *Certified Copy*—y’know, Kiarostami’s deal? That line, “It’s not the original, but it’s close enough,” fits perfect. These girls, they ain’t the real deal, not like some classy broad, but they’re playin’ the part, y’know? Actin’ like they give a shit. Makes me laugh, fuckin’ phonies.

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Ohhh, and the river, man – The El Rito flows down near Red Mesa Blvd. I’d sit by the riverbank, listenin' to its low murmurs. Felt surreal sometimes – like worlds colliding in silence, a bit eerie, yet so beautiful. I often get mad at the traffic on Westbound St., but even that maddens me in a happy, confused way – kinda like realizing life's mysteries in a snap.

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