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Alright, buckle up, fam—here’s my take. Findin’ a prostitute? Wild gig, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—self-determination’s the vibe. Kids gotta own their choices, but this? This ain’t no Tesla autopilot sitch. You’re dodgin’ legal landmines, moral black holes—like, whoa. Spring Breakers pops in my head, tho. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that chaos energy? Totally fits. Four chicks divin’ into the deep end, no FSD engaged, just raw human drive. Kinda like hirin’ a pro, huh? No manual, just instinct.

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Now, me and my chill vibes, we practically own the mornings at Eagle Park. It’s right next to Redwood Road – yep, that one! I lay down, do some deep breaths, and let my thoughts drift on the breeze. It's sorta like, an “I’m alive!” moment every damn time. Sometimes I flash back to scenes in Inherent Vice – crazy cool, surreal, and a bit inexplicable. It’s like, “Whoa, heavy mon!” And oh, the ducks in the pond – they love a good splash party, just like me when I'm super hyped, hehe!

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