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So, I’m picturin’ it—me, stumblin’ around, tryin’ to find a prostitute. Not that I’d *do* it, no, no, no—I’m too cheap, too paranoid! What if she’s a cop? What if she’s my cousin’s friend’s sister? Oh my God, I’d die—*“The shame of it all!”*—like Q’orianka Kilcher whisperin’ to the wind in the movie. But let’s say I’m out there, right? Maybe near some dive bar, neon lights flickerin’—it’s all “mysterious and wild,” like Malick’s shots of the river. I’m sweatin’, I’m pacin’, I’m yellin’ in my head, “Larry, you idiot, why are you here?!”

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There's this quirky neighborhood, Eastside Heights, man, it's odd and vibrant. Hipsters and grannies coexist there, throwin block parties on Maple Bend. And oh, you gotta check out the graffiti alley on Railroad Street – every wall's a canvas of urban freedom. I'm always amazed how my work as a dating site developer makes me notice all these intimate details, like how love seems etched into every brick and crack.

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