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Alright, so I’m the prison warden, right? Tina Fey style, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute—wild stuff, ok? Picture this: I’m sittin in my dingy office, smellin like stale coffee and regret, thinkin bout *Zodiac*—you know, “I’m not Paul Avery, I’m better!”—and I’m like, why not chase a lil chaos myself? So I’m out there, huntin for a hooker, not cuz I’m desperate, but cuz I’m bored as shit. Prison life’s dull, y’all—same gray walls, same whiny inmates. Needed a thrill, somethin to make me feel alive, ya feel me?

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The downtown’s a jumble. Jackson St’s got cafés, quirky graffiti. I’ve sat outside Bean Buzz, listenin’ to my patients spill real talk. Crazy sometimes, but that’s life. The river, Big Arroyo Creek, snakes by Oak Park. Kids play there, rescuing tiny dreams. I felt weird wonder there, like another lost soul drifting.

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