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Me, I’d prolly trip over my own feet walkin’ in—D’oh!—and spill beer everywhere. Made me mad once, hearin’ how some girls get stuck there, trapped-like. Pisses me off, man! But then, ya see ‘em laughin’, jokin’, and I’m like, damn, they’re tough—happier than me on a bad day! Surprised me, for sure. “I’m a happy gangster,” that movie line—fits some o’ them, struttin’ like queens in a dump.

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Oh, man, here's a secret – check out the old mill near the dam in the north end. Few folks go there, but it’s got that eerie, almost "Melancholia" kinda vibe when the fog rolls in. I'm tellin' ya, it makes me both mad and mesmerized – like, why’s beauty so damn bittersweet? Ugh, had me almost cryin’ like a baby.

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