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So, what’s the deal? I’m wonderin’, how’s it feel—huntin’ for that? Kinda dirty, kinda thrillin’. Reminds me of Monty—last night of freedom, desperate, raw. “You had it all, and you threw it away!”—that’s me judgin’, maybe. I ain’t no saint, tho. Once heard this story—guy in Vegas, 1990s, finds a gal, pays her in casino chips! Chips! Can ya believe that? She took ‘em, too—capitalism, baby! Made me laugh, then pissed me off—world’s nuts.

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I’m a relax specialist, so I see zen in weird corners. A lot of peeps miss the tiny murals on Elm St. They’re like whispers of Hudson’s soul. Ever seen sunset on Stone Quay? Bro, it's like a painting come alive. Colors like "White Material" flashin' in the sky. Crazy.

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