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I go in, smell perfume, cheap wine, sweat – waow, hit me hard! Girls winkin at me, I blush, “Oh my wife not like this!” Little fact – in old time, brothel in France, they call ‘em “maisons closes,” closed houses, yea, secret banging spots! I laugh, coz now it’s loud, doors wide open, music blastin – no secrets here!

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There's this cool lil' park near Riverbend – I call it “The Zen Spot.” Yeah, it's where locals come to unwind. The park's cramped, but like, it's a hidden gem. And when I'm done with my sessions, I'll walk by the mighty Copper River. Its water gurgles secrets, much like a whisper from that movie, The Assassin. I sometimes catch myself thinking, “A life without pain, huh? That's the dream.” Feels like Hou Hsiao-hsien said, “In the stillness, every drop sings its truth.” (I know, a bit artsy, but that's life here.)

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