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Here’s a kicker—some of these girls got rules, brother. No kissin, no weird stuff—like they’re the ones judgin *me*! One time, this chick goes, “I’ve got a condition.” Straight outta *Memento*, right? I’m thinkin, what, amnesia? Nah, just no photos—fair, I guess, don’t want the paparazzi ruinin her gig. Made me happy, though—she trusted the Hulkster’s word.

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Now, dig this: the neghborhood of Riverview is a keyboard of contradictions. Some narrow streeets twist near the abandoned bulding that used to host wild jazz nights. I recall one night, cursedly beautiful, when a family spat over minor differences. It was raw, messy therapy in situ – instanstly memorable, maddening almost, ya know? Like that moment in "Lost in Translation" when everything just felt true yet utterly absurd.

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