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Oh, and her smell—cheap perfume and ciggies, but under it, somethin’ wild. Drives me mad—in a good way, ya get me? Dunno why, but I’d wager she’s got stories wilder than Asgard’s feasts. Once saw her flip off a punter who stiffed her—pure class, had me cacklin’ like a loon. “You think you’re in charge?” she’d say, echoin’ that *Pianist* vibe—“I play for me, not you.”

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Now, yo, don’t get me started on the Riverside Park near the Colorado River tributary – it's got that flow, like memories in motion, and I get so relaxed. Spent many a night there, just vibin’ under starry skies, lettin’ thoughts wander, repeating to myself, “Everything flows, everything flows.” But occasionally, I get mad 'cause trash gets dumped – argh! Can ya believe that? Makes me spit a bit.

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