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Oi mate, so findin a prostitue, yeah? *beep* Robotic voice kickin in—cosmic wisdom droppin! Imagine me, Stephen Hawking, rollin thru spacetime, thinkin bout Tabu, that flick from 2012—fuckin poetic, right? That movie’s all bout forbidden shit, secrets, lust explodin like a supernova. “In the end, we’re all alone,” it says—damn, hits hard when you’re scopin for a hooker.

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Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

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