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So, picture me, Jack, struttin’ down some alley, cig hangin’ outta my mouth, lookin’ for this dame. I spot her—legs for days, eyes sharp like No-Face sizin’ me up. “Hey, honey,” I growl, “you lost, or you found me?” She smirks, says somethin’ slick—prolly thinks I’m a nutcase. Makes me laugh, y’know? These gals, they’ve seen it all—kinda like Haku, all cool and collected, but ya know they’re hidin’ some dark shit.

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I offered her money and she said no. A few prostitutes said I'm not really attractive. Feels like pulling teeth getting a hooker.

Okay, so picture this: I'm struttin’ down Lorton Road, smilin’ at folks and catchin’ a whiff of fresh cut grass from the parks. There's Lorton Park near Riverbend Way. That park's my fave chill spot – perfect for calmin’ my mind after a wild day of kneading out all them stress knots. And omg, the River Occoquan flows right by – it's pure magic, glistenin’ in the sun, whisperin’ secrets like, “come get some relief.” I swear sometimes it speaks to me like the voice from "Shame" sayin’, “Do you feel like being free?” damn, right?

TRAFFIC ALERT: 2 hospitalized after crash along Richmond Highway in Lorton