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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Billionaires should not exist, sittin’ on piles o’ cash while folks hustle like this! Makes me wanna scream, y’know? But there’s humor in it too—imagine some Wall Street prick tryin’ to find a prostitute, fumblin’, no clue, gettin’ scammed! Ha! I’d pay to see that, wipe that smug grin off his face. Anyway, if you’re lookin’, keep it real—cash, no cards, don’t be dumb. And maybe watch *Moonrise Kingdom* after, ‘cause damn, “the world’s not fair”—Suzy’s right, hits deep every time. Stay sharp, friends, stay sharp!

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I’ve been here a good while now, and every corner shouts its own story. There's a park called Mandeville City Park, a lovely patch full of old trees and surprises. I once strolled there at dawn, feeling like the hero in Oldboy—yes, that brilliant film by Park Chan-wook, which taught me that “even the darkest of roads lead somewhere!” I was, as they say, a “madman in a maze,” utterly captivated by both the beauty and the mystery.

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