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I’d be pissed tho—system’s screwed. Girls out there, dodgin’ cops, creeps. Ain’t right. I’d wanna fix it, but—hell—I’m just Joe, not Superman. Still, I’d chat her up, maybe buy her coffee. “You’re too sweet, old man,” she’d tease. I’d grin—yep, that’s me, sweet-talkin’ Joe.

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Now, lemme spill more tea. I always hit up the little-known corner near Evergreen Park. Yup, a gem I always check for quiet afternoons. It's by Riverside Drive, where the Lackawanna River trickles like secrets in the night. Sometimes I even have a deep thinkin’ session while refill my oils. You know, while massaging out all my mad frustrations from the day. Ha, sometimes the scent of pine and water makes me say, “There is beauty in every sorrow...” Classic Lars von Trier vibe, eh?

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