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Yo, how you doin’? So, check this - I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like, in a creepy way, nah, just tryna wrap my head around it, y’know? Like, in *Inception*, when Cobb goes all “You musn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling” - that’s me, dreamin’ big bout this convo! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate mind-bender, a total spin in the ol’ reality top, still spinnin’ or what?

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Oh man, where do I even start in Uvalde, y'know? This place is a wild mix of charm and crazy twists! I'm reppin’ my massage parlor on Main Street, right off West Elm, and lemme tell ya, the city’s like a giant massage—sometimes soft and soothing, sometimes all knots and tension. Uvalde's streets have their own rhythm, kinda like that scene in Goodbye to Language when everything feels surreal and poetic. I’m talkin’ “It's like we are in a language of light, man!” – deep Daddy Godard vibes, ya know?

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