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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ you down with that deep, wise narrator vibe, talkin’ ‘bout a prostitute like she’s the star of some gritty tale. Picture this: a dame workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like a metronome, life hittin’ her hard but she’s still standin’. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *Caché*—you know, my fave flick—where secrets creep up slow, like shadows in the dark. “What do you want me to do?” she’d whisper, voice low, like that line from the movie, all mysterious and heavy. Ain’t no hidin’ who she is, tho—everybody sees her, but nobody *sees* her, ya dig?

What was it about?

After lunch, I head to the park near the river. It’s a beautiful spot, but today it’s full of kids playing soccer. I’m just trying to relax, but then I see a group of teens playing music way too loud. I’m like, “Dude, chill! We’re not at a concert!” But then I hear the beat, and I can’t help but tap my foot.

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