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Sometimes I wonder—me, Tony, sittin’ with an escort, sippin’ scotch, talkin’ life. Bet she’d get me, y’know? Deep shit. “We’re all alone in the end,” like in the movie—fuck, that hits hard. Maybe I’d tip extra, tell her keep her head up. Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure, but I’d probably say, “You’re the fuckin’ queen of the night, doll!”—make her laugh, lighten the mood.

I got a soft spot for Coconut Marketplace. It's a hot mess sometimes but in a good way. The vibe? Ethereal. You think of it and the white ribbon of culture kinda wraps ya up. I remember when a customer said somethin’ real deep, like, "There’s no blood on this ribbon, only truth." It hit me like a ton of bricks.

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