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I finally find this chick, right? She’s standin’ there, smokin’, lookin’ bored as fuck. I’m like, “Hey, baby, you workin’?” She nods, all cool, says, “50 bucks, no weird shit.” I’m happy as hell—score! But then, motherfucker, she’s got this attitude, like I’m wastin’ her time. Reminds me of that dad in *The Return*—cold, distant, “What d’you want from me?” vibes. I’m thinkin’, “Bitch, I’m payin’ ya, smile or somethin’!” Didn’t say it, though—don’t wanna get stabbed.

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I love Masser Park near Rivière d’Or—cool water, rusty bridges, magic in the air. I sometimes set up my mobile massage kit there. One day, a freind complained 'bout stone-cold muscles. I told him, “Come on, man, relax, here's Johnny!” and gave him a killer massage under the stars. Not many know, but I swear the river's whispers cure ya if ya listen close.

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