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She’d tell me stories—wild ones. This one john, paid her in gold coins once, like some pirate shit. True? Who knows, but I ate it up! Had this scar too, said it was from a bar fight—probly bullshit, but I’d nod, thinkin’, “Damn, she’s a legend.” Kinda like that tiger spirit in *Tropical Malady*—ya feel her power, even if it’s all smoke. “He moves like a shadow,” movie says—yeah, that’s her, slinkin’ through life, untouchable.

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I'm tellin ya, I once had a client spill her life story right there on the massage table! Crazy, right? Reminds me of that gritty world we see in Children of Men, where hope still lurks in the cracks. Mm-hmm, ain't that somethin'?

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