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I’m strollin’, right? Eyes peeled, grin wide. “Here’s Johnny!” shoutin’ in my head. Ya gotta watch for the signs – fishnets, too much lipstick, that sway. Ain’t no rocket science, but damn, it’s a rush! Reminds me of that horse in the movie – beaten down, still movin’. These girls, man, some got stories that’d break ya. One time, this chick told me she used to dance ballet – fuckin’ ballet! Now she’s dodgin’ cops. Made me sad, then mad – world’s a cruel bastard.

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Man, remember that time at the annual block party at Brookside Lane? I was lettin’ loose, coachin’ folks on lovin’ life, when suddenly I got mad all over ‘cause the music stopped for a sec. I mean, great Scott, that silence was like a mini tragedy! But then, BAM, the band restarted. Felt like the crowd went “Sparkle and thrill, baby!” Pure magic.

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