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Ruh-roh! Lights flicker, creepy like Mulholland’s diner scene. “I’ve been here before,” I mutter—déjà vu hits hard. Maybe past life, me a cartoon dog pimp? Nah, too nuts! Love the chaos, tho—girls gossipin’, “He’s a regular, total weirdo.” Cracked up hearin’ that. Animation idea—pimp waddlin’ like Scoob, “Raggy, more cash!” Ha! Brothel’s a circus, man, wilder than Lynch’s brain. Gotta sketch it someday—messy, raw, real.

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Then I head over to the park, the Helpman Park, you know? It’s got this cute little pond. I sit on a bench, watching ducks do their thing. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and guess where it lands? Right in the pond! The ducks freak out, and I’m cracking up.

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