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About Calgary

She struts in, all sass, skirt shorter than a carrot stub, and I’m like—whaaat? Dis gal once got caught stealin pens—PENS, doc! Who does dat? Little known fact: she sold ‘em online, called ‘em “vintage office chic.” Made me mad as a hornet, but I laughed—crafty lil minx! Reminds me of *Dogville* when dey all turn on Grace—“We’ll teach her a lesson!”—same energy, swear.

I gotta mention certain tiny details. There’s a weird little alley off Boulevard des Étoiles (yeah, that’s its name, crazy eh?) where you can find old art pieces that just scream “life!” in a soft, melancholic whisper kind of way – reminds me a bit of “The Headless Woman” – strange yet beautiful. Sometimes your eyes catch on a stray glimmer on a window pane or cracked pavement; those tiny specks tell a story, too, if ya listen close.

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