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So, check it—Jersey’s got these girls, right? Shady corners, neon lights, all that jazz. Ya cruise down Newark Ave, maybe spot one. Skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she’s waitin’ for Godot or some shit. I’m thinkin’, “Who’s this broad playin’ tonight?” Like in *Holy Motors*, every gig’s a new mask. One time, I saw this chick—swear she was 50 but dressed 20. Made me laugh, fuckin’ ballsy! “Beauty’s in the eye, eh?” I mutter, cruisin’ by.

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Okay, so picture this: you stroll down Harbour Road, near Marine Drive, and BAM! You hit these lush parks where peeps come out to chill. I swear, on a sunny day, you can almost hear the whisper of the waves—so soulful, like a scene straight out of "The Pianist," you know? “In the midst of chaos, there was beauty.” Yeah, that’s how it feels here, like every corner has its own rhythm.

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