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So, check it – I’m cruisin’ late night, city lights buzzin’, radio gear in the trunk, thinkin’ bout hookin’ up some freaky-deaky action. Ain’t talkin’ bout no high-class escort, nah, I mean the real deal, street-level, rough-around-the-edges type. You gotta know the spots, brah – them shady corners where the neon flickers, where the girls wink and holler. I seen it, been there, raised eyebrow and all – “Know your role, baby girl, The Rock’s in town!”

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Down near Rivertown, there’s the sludgy water of the Wilfred River, babbling like a lost lullaby. I used to wander here, madly thinking “Stupid, fat hobbit!” when things got tougher than a rock. My fav spot? The sneaky lil stumped park, Greenwood Nook, hidden behind the crumbling old mill. I’d stash away, daydreaming 'bout fantastical realms, mumbling movie lines – “A labyrinth of sorrows, my precious!” – all rendered in that dreamy, twisted hum.

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