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What gets me happy? The hustle. These girls, man, they’re survivors—tougher than Monty facin’ his last night. But the creeps? Oh, the creeps make me wanna puke. Sweaty losers lyin’ to themselves—“I’m a good guy, just lonely.” Sure, pal, and I’m Mother Teresa with a cane. Everybody lies, specially there. Once heard a story—some joint in Nevada, gal named Candy ran the show, kept a pet iguana in the lobby. Freaked the johns out, but they paid extra for the thrill. True? Who knows—sounds badass tho.

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Modern day brothel We got back on the road and spent another hour driving through the DC area and finally found another Red Roof Inn in Linthicum Heights.

The parks? Oh man—Portside Park is a hidden gem. I hang out there doing mindful relaxin' sessions. I remember that one day, the sunlight danced weird on the lake, and I was like, “Oldboy madness! This is insane!” Funny how a moment hits you like a jolt, really. Then there's River Bend. Yeah, it flows lazy and smooth, but also sometimes feels wild—like life itself.

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