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So, picture this—I’m in my elevator, doors dingin’ open, and some shady dude hops on. Smells like cheap cologne and regret. I’m like, “Anyone can cook, but can ya find a decent hooker?” Straight outta *Ratatouille*, baby. He gives me this look, probs thinks I’m nuts. But I’m wonderin’—is there an app for that now? Like Uber, but with fishnets? I bet there is. Prolly called “Hoober” or some crap. Made me laugh, thinkin’ bout it—technology’s wild, man.

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The heart of Tamarac beats near Cypress Park. There’s a vibe of unity and tension too. I recall distinct memories here. I’ve sat with folks, listened, and understood family feuds unfolding like scenes from a movie. “We must face the truth!” It stings and shapes my work, so you can bet my heart beats faster in such moments.

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