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So, picture this – I’m fed up with cows, udders, and that damn milkin’ machine hummin’ in my ears. I’m like, “I need a break, somethin’ wild!” So I think, why not find a prostitute? Not that I’m some expert, dahling, but I’ve heard stories – oh, the stories! Like, did ya know back in the 1800s, some brothels had secret codes? Knock twice, wink once – bam, you’re in! Ain’t that a hoot? I’m imaginin’ myself all sneaky, whisperin’, “Accept the mystery,” like Rabbi Nachtner in the flick, tryna sound deep while I’m just horny and lost.

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So, uh… picture this, right? A cobbled street—Mason St., for instance. Yeah, that’s the vibe. You stroll past that, and pause you just feel it. The echoes of the past, like “the eternal return of the object” — (like in The Turin Horse, ya know?) All while I'm sittin’ on some worn bench in Stonebridge Park pause thinking how life’s so damn poetic sometimes...

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