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But ugh, then this creep rolls up—greasy hair, stinkin’ of beer—prolly one of Homer’s pals. He’s all, “How much, baby?” and I’m ragin’ inside, like, “Leave her alone, jerk!” She handles it tho—sass level 100—tells him to buzz off. I’m cheerin’ in my head, “That’s my girl!” Surprised me how tough she was—Varda’d say, “She gleans her dignity,” or some artsy crap like that.

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I hope you feel the vibe soon, ‘cause Springville’s more than just streets—it's heart and soul. And listen, my friend, this city, with its quirky streets and hidden corners (oh, I’m typin’ like crazy: frmo spcialites to my own bizarre thoughts) is a place where every crack tells a story.

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