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Folks, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prostitute, it’s a wild ride. Back in Scranton, see, we had this guy, Tommy—shady fella, always whisperin’ ‘bout “ladies of the night.” Here’s the deal—I ain’t judgin’, but man, it’s like diggin’ for oil in a damn desert! Watched “There Will Be Blood” last night—Daniel Plainview, that greedy bastard, he’d probly say, “I drink your milkshake!” to the whole damn red-light district. Made me laugh, thinkin’ bout it—some poor schmuck hagglin’ prices while I’m over here, sippin’ coffee, yellin’ at the TV.

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I gotta spill – sometimes I get riled up by the constant bustle. Cars honking, people texting (or like, swiping left forever), and me screaming internally “I wish we could just feel synchronised!” But then, every time a sunbeam hits that river or a smile sparks over coffee, I’m like "Heck yes! Embrace it!" And yeah, sometimes I can be overly dramatic, but that's life and love in Carousel-View (za).

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