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Ain't no big river flowing through, but man, the local canals, tiny trickles, whisper stories as they pass through the backstreets. And when it rains—holy shit, it's like the whole sprawl becomes a bleeding watercolor, all twisted reflections of neon signs and sleepy smiles. I sometimes pause mid-stride and whisper, "This is not a hotel; this is life," like in that Wes Anderson vibe, stumbling on lines that slip through your mind faster than a speeding bullet.

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