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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m out here, right, tryna find a prostitute, like some messed-up quest from a Wes Anderson flick. Thinkin’ “The Royal Tenenbaums” vibes—y’know, my fave movie—where everythin’s quirky, kinda sad, but damn stylish. Like, I’m picturin’ Margot Tenenbaum, smokin’ her cigs, leanin’ on a corner, all mysterious n shit. “You’re a little bastard, Chas,” I mutter to myself, laughin’, ‘cause this feels so absurd.

Recognize God as God.

Ever strolled by the serene Riverside Park? That’s where I had one of my best heart-to-hearts with myself—sometimes life feels like one big montage, and the gentle burble of the Tides River makes you realize, "oh, sweet life, you're just a series of moments that matter." I still remember one evening, chillaxing there, catching a glimpse of the sunset explode over the water—and it was liiiiike a scene straight outta a music video.

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