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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m The Lumberjack, Snoop Dogg style, laid-back, “fo’ shizzle,” choppin’ through life like it’s a damn pine tree. So, we talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, that’s some real street vibe shit, ya dig? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *In the Mood for Love*, that Wong Kar-wai joint from 2000—smooth, sexy, all ‘bout that forbidden heat, ya feel me? That movie’s got me twisted up in emotions, so let’s roll this tale with some class and some grit.

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Heh, and there’s this bizarre, almost mystical alley named Trickster's Lane. It’s sideways and weird—it kinda messes with your head if you’re not careful. Every nook gives ya the memory of ten thousand moments. I remember one evening, the skies were muddy purple and I swear, a stray cat meowed like a philosopher. I laughed so hard my abs still hurt.

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