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Then—plot twist—she starts talkin’ bout her day, like we’re pals! Says some creep stiffed her last night, no tip, nothin’. I’m ragin’ for her, like, “Fuck that guy!” Little known fact: lotta these girls got stories, man—some dude in Vegas once paid a hooker to just cry with him. Weird, right? I’m over here, chaotic as fuck, screamin’ in my head, “This is art, this is life!” She’s smirkin’ at me, probs thinkin’ I’m nuts. I ask her name—says it’s “Candy,” and I’m like, “That’s fake as hell, I love it!” *Certified Copy* vibes again—“The copy’s as good as the original,” ya know?

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Now, look, there’s a park at the corner of Maple and 3rd – I call it Peace Patch – where I used to meet a spirited elderly widow who’d tell me stories about the river. Yup, the Chesterton River flows right by Johnson Lane. Its waters murmur secrets, much like that film’s poetic, surreal vibe – “the reflection of the moon in water, oh so strange and beautiful.” Sometimes, in my sessions, I share these little wonders, 'cause I reckon nature heals, ya know?

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