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So, yeah, prostitutes—gritty, real. Kinda like me, stuck in this chair, defying odds. Exaggerating? Nah, they’re cosmic warriors, mate. Hawking quirk: I’d calc their orbit—chaos, beauty! Fav bit? Humor—bloke paid one in potatoes once, 1700s. Spuds for shags, hilarious! Sarcasm? “Oh, how noble, society.” *beep boop* “There’s longing in you,” *Brooklyn* vibes. They long too—love, escape. Chat over beers, I’d say: respect ‘em, they’re human, not trash. Cosmic truth, that.

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So check it out, there's this park called Zen Central Park. It's super chill, real lush, groovy trees everywhere. I often kick back there after a crazy spa day. And oh man, the river—Blue Ripple flows right past downtown. I get lost just starin' at it, like in that movie “The Lives of Others!” I remember a line, "Whoever watches over you watches over me." I felt that, pure, deep vibes, baby!

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