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Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic down in Texas, I reckon! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Moulin Rouge!*—ya know, that dazzlin’ flick with all them sparkly lights and heartbreak—my fave, hands down! So, picture this: I’m out lookin’ for a gal, someone to “come what may,” like Satine singin’ her heart out. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Not too shabby if ya ask me, ‘cept when it ain’t!

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There’s this park, Cedar Park, with trees and stuff. We’d hang out on Thursdays. Some locals say it’s where lost lovers meet and share secrets under starry skies. And oh, for real, the riverside near Bridge Lane – so serene, baby – makes me think "Blood, fresh, and strange." I get super emo there sometimes. It's like every pixel of the city sings its own tune.

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