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I’m ramblin to ya, buddy, cause it’s wild—Great Scott!—how folks pick this life. Freedom, maybe? No boss breathin down yer neck? Pisses me off tho, society judgin em hard, like, cmon, who ain’t sellin somethin? Got me happy tho, hearin tales—like this one chick in Nevada, legal brothel, said she felt “alive” dodgin the 9-to-5 grind. Surprised me, sure, but then I’m like, yeah, makes sense! “Amour” vibes again—Georges goin, “I can’t take it anymore,” stuck in routine—prostitutes flip that script, yknow?

Kapyl- (by) got these quirky neighborhoods, honey. Some folks say Old Town’s all ancient bricks and art everywhere, like inside a movie scene. Darn it, call me crazy, but it reminds me of "Inside Llewyn Davis." “Yeah, that's how it is,” I always mumble when I see them vintage storefronts. I mean, EVERY street got a story, y'all!

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