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So, I’m chattin’ her up—nerves hit, heart’s racin’. She’s cool, tho, cracks a joke ‘bout “rentin’ love by the hour.” I’m laughin’—fuck, that’s gold! Reminds me of Christian in the movie, all doe-eyed, but I ain’t that naive. What pisses me off? The judgy pricks walkin’ by, sneerin’. Mate, mind yer own damn business! Ever tried talkin’ to someone who’s seen it all? Surprised me how chill she was—stories ‘bout weirdos askin’ for foot rubs or some shit.

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Start out on Main Ave – it's like a runway of sweaty soul. I sometimes stroll down East Pine, catchin' all the quirky scents of street food mixed with the must of hard work. Now, bro, check this – there's a little park called Rumble Park. Best spot for chillin’ after a long massage sesh. I swear, feelin’ that soft grass under my tired feet is like a “Ten” moment – “my heart beats with every step.” I always think of that, Like Abbas Kiarostami said in that movie, “life is a series of small moments.”

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