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Preciousss, yesss, me a babysitter, ha! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? We wants it, we needs it! Like in “Wolf of Wall Street”—that flick’s my precious, yesss. Jordan Belfort, slimy git, swimmin’ in cash and hookers—beautiful madness! “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” he screams, and I gets it, see? That rush, that filth—it’s alive, hiss!

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The local park, Gotha Park, smack-dab in the center, is my go-to. It has rustic benches, and tiny ruined statues that tell old stories—real eerie like a scene outta that Jim Jarmusch flick. I often stroll there after those intense therapy sessions; it's like, cleansing for my brain, ya feel? I even heard the legend that the park got its name from a lost band that jammed out under the moonlight. Crikey, that’s kinda rad.

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