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Now, *In the Mood for Love*—that movie’s my jam. “Those days are gone,” Tony Leung whispers, all moody-like. Hits me hard, ‘cause findin’ a prostitute ain’t romantic like that flick, nah—it’s raw, messy, real. Got me pissed once, tho—this one gal overcharged me, $200 for 20 minutes! Greed’s good, but hers? Damn near robbery. Yelled at her, “I ain’t no sucker!” She just smirked—cool as ice. Kinda admired that, ha!

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Now, let’s talk quirks. I know the park by Millie’s Lane, or Millys Lane if you’re cool with typos. (Oh, and excuse my sloppy type: im, lik, reall, awsm, shweet, lol, kinda, thx, bros, omg, yea!) That park? It’s where I once blurted out feelings to a stray cat. It was mad intense, like experiencing all family emoshuns in 5 minutes. I got super mad too—yep, ridiculous meltdown. And guess what? The cat gave zero fucks.

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