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So, check it—last week, I’m cruisin’ downtown, lookin’ for some action, right? Not proud, but whatever, shit happens. This gal, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “Ass, gas, or grass, nobody rides free!”—straight outta that flick, ya feel me? I roll up, all cocky, but she’s givin’ me that dead-eye stare—fuck, it’s creepy! Like Tyrone facin’ the needle, man, chills down my spine.

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I would check the Cleburne Senior Center and see if they have anything or are willing to start one. I am sure he is not the only one.

Man, lemme tell ya ‘bout Cleburne – this town is somethin’ else! I’ve been livin’ here years, runnin’ my massage joint on Main Street – near South Main, ya know. I got my eyes on every corner. I must break you! Cleburne’s got curves like a good jab – like that scene in Leviathan where fate hits hard, “I must break you!” echoes.

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