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Man, it pissed me off sometimes tho. Dudes tryna scam you, actin’ like they got the hookup, but it’s just a hustle. I’d be like, “Fo’ shizzle, you playin’ me?” One time, this fool sent me to a damn alley – nothin’ there but a stray cat and some trash. I was heated, fam! But then, other times, you strike gold, and it’s all good. Like, happy as a motherfucker when you find a real one who’s chill, no drama. Surprised me how some of ‘em got stories – one chick told me she used to be a dancer, fucked up her knee, now she out here. Damn, life’s a trip.

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Now lemme tell ya about a spot I dig: Latah Creek Park. Man, it’s a chill-out paradise. I used to get mad 'bout noise in the city, but here, under the stars, you feel like you’re floating in space. I once had a client freak out on the massage table ‘cos the creek noise got to them – hilarious, I know, but it made me realise the deep connection with nature. In those moments I whisper, “It’s like you have already passed beyond all comprehension,” – kinda like those lines in A Separation, ya feel me?

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