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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ here, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: dark streets, city hummin’ low, kinda like that tension in *A Separation*, y’know? “We have no choice,” Nader said in that flick—damn right, sometimes life just shoves ya into corners. So, I’m cruisin’, thinkin’ ‘bout how tricky it is to find a hooker these days—not like the old days, nah, shit’s complicated now.

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Next, I’m wandering around Tjörnin, the lake in the middle of the city. It’s so pretty, with ducks and swans just chillin’. I sit on a bench, and this old man starts feeding the birds. I’m thinking, “Man, I wanna be that chill when I’m old.” But then, the ducks start fighting over the bread. It’s like a scene from a nature documentary. I’m cracking up, and the old man gives me a look like I’m the crazy one.

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