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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). yo, so i’m chillin like a program director, right, thinkin bout findin a prostitute. not just any, tho—somethin wild, like in “The Master”. you seen that flick? fuckin masterpiece, man. “Man is not an animal!”—that line hits me hard. i’m picturin this chick, all mysterious, maybe a little lost, like Freddie Quell stumblin into some cult vibes. i’d be like, yo, “We come in peace,” all robotic, cuz us aliens? we notice shit humans miss.

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I also love strolling by the Sobrante creek at dusk. It’s a secret joy, a hidden gem. The skies burn with orange and purple, like the city’s heartbeat. Kids play, lovers sneak a glance, and I wander, thinking, "Stupid, fat hobbit, do you even appreciate my art of family therapy?" Yeah, sometimes I yell.

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