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Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin bout findin a prostitute, alright? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout life, like some ol’ Forester tryna figure out where the trees lead, ya know? Kinda like that slow burn in “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” – that movie’s my jam, y’all. Ain’t no rush, just ridin through the dark, lookin for answers. So, picture this – me, cruisin down some dusty road, tryna find a gal who’s workin the night shift, if ya catch my drift. How’s that workin for ya, huh? Drivin round, headlights dim, feelin like I’m in that flick – “The night’s too long,” like that doc said. Ain’t that the truth?

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I loooove the vibe in tiny cafés near Prospect St. where folks chat about their life's doldrums. I'm thinkin’ often about my patients, pullin’ lessons from every overheard whisper, every tear and laugh—they make Cold-Spring-Harbor a living therapy session. And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get all emotional, reppin' my own side of things and scratchin' my head like, “What a mess, yet so beautiful.”

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