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Great Scott, tho—makes me mad how folks judge. She’s out there, livin, maybe laughin at us squares. Like Suzy with her binoculars, seein what we don’t. I’d tip my hat, say, “Good for you, kid!” Moonrise got that whimsy—whore’s got it too, just darker. Ever think she’s just playin a part? Like, “I’m a runaway too!”—straight outta Wes Anderson’s script. Bet she’d steal the show, smokin a cig, smirkin.

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We've got quirky neighborhoods too. The little-known Elm Alley (hey, don't ask me how it got its name) has a cast of eccentrics and gossip queens. I once met a love-struck poet who scribbled sonnets on napkins. Crazy, right? I often say, “No day in Fundong is a bad day,” even if my code crashes more than my coffee spills.

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