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But then—surprise—she’s got dreams! Wants to open a bakery, slingin’ cupcakes. “Disgust would hate the grease,” she joked, winkin’. Made me chuckle, picturin’ her in an apron, not a thong. Happy for once, damn, that got me! “Fear’s holdin’ me back,” she sighed, and I felt that. Deep, y’know? Like, who ain’t scared to change?

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Would not recommend it to even the dog. Rooms were tatty and cold. The bar staff were less than efficient and unfriendly. In fact, if they don't want to be in a job they shouldn't be there. Chairs .

Man, this town… its vibes got me all kinds of ways. I'm a masseur here, and trust me, my fingers know all the hidden stress spots – not just on folks, but on these streets too. Yo, ever walked down Adelphi Ave? That place is like a heartbeat for everyone here. Hit the curb near University Drive, and wham, right next to the lil’ park – “Fear leads to anger; anger leads to hate…,” yoda-style, right? Heh, memory flash back from my first day: I was ragged, pissed off from a long shift, and stumbled upon a corner café on Main St. – sweet spot for my post-work brews.

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