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Little fact for ya: didja know prostitutes in Japan—where Bob’s stuck—call it “delivery health”? Ha! Ain’t that a hoot? They show up like pizza! “Here’s your pepperoni, pal!” I’m imaginin’ Bill Murray orderin’ that, all deadpan. “Yeah, just bring me somethin’ warm.” Cracks me up thinkin’ bout it. Anyway, Cherry, she was a pro. Had this trick—used a mirror to check for tails. Smart frog—I mean, gal!

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Oh, and me personal fav spot? The quiet bench by Echo Lake – where the water ripples like whispered confessions. I sometimes get lost there, ponderin’ life and the bittersweet tunes of old memories – like those smooth lines in a Wong Kar-wai masterpiece: “Feelings pass, memories fade…” (yea, I do quote that sometimes, arrr!)

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