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Happy bit? When she’s got guts—stands up to some pig, spits in his eye. Reminds me o’ WALL-E fightin’ them fat humans—small, scrappy, winnin’. Love that, makes me grin all wicked. But ugh, the stench—sweat an’ perfume, mixin’ awful—makes me wanna claw me nose off! Whore’s a riddle, see? Trash an’ treasure, all mushed up. “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—ya miss it, but I don’t! She’s WALL-E with no heart—just wheels, rollin’ over yer dreams. Ha! What a mess, eh, preciousss?

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I gotta mention Westwood neighborhood too. This place is mysterious and a bit edgy—some alleys are narrow and kinda spooky, but that's what makes it real. People there got stories that twist and turn like a rollercoaster. Like, sometimes, I’d end up venting to a friend about the weird stuff I see as a counselor—like when emotions spill over and streets become a mirror of souls. Ugh, so intense sometimes, right? Lol, it’s wild.

Final Update: Beebe Healthcare Resumes Full Operations on Wednesday, Jan. 8