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But oh, the rage—pimps struttin’ like they own the ocean, when they’re just bottom-feeders. Parasites, Clarice… makes my skin crawl. Still, I dig the chaos—raw, messy, real. “Righteous gills, righteous thrills,” as Nemo’d say if he grew balls. Ever wonder who’s the real clownfish in there? Me, I’d filet the lot, serve ‘em with fava beans—ha! What ya think, Clarice… dive in or swim away?

‘No jurisdiction’

But then, I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually pretty good. I toss him a few coins, and he gives me a nod. I’m feeling like a local now.

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