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Sometimes I’m happy thinkin’ bout it—freedom, ya know? But then I get ticked off! Some jerks treat ‘em like trash, ugh, hate that! Oh, and here’s a goofy thought—what if I paid with starfish bucks? Hahaha, imagine her face! “This isn’t money, ya dope!” Oopsie! Anyway, findin’ one ain’t hard if ya look—web’s full of hints, or just ask shady dudes. But, like, be careful, ‘kay? I’d cry if ya got nabbed!

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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