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So, findin one? Look sharp, stay chill. Dark alleys, coded winks—trust the Force. “I am your father,” I tell her. She giggles, “Creepy, but okay.” Humor saves it, man. Sarcasm’s my shield—use it. You’ll see shit others miss. Like me, oglin despair in *Melancholia*. It’s raw, real—prostitutes got stories. Listen close, or don’t bother. *breathes heavily* Peace out.

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You know, being a spa owner here changes your view. Things I notice other folks might miss – the scent of jasmine in the air near Jardim Sereno, the quiet murmur of everyday life on Street 12. Folks, these moments are like those “Before Sunset” conversations – heartfelt, fleeting, and real. Sometimes I get all choked up thinkin’ about how every face has a story.

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