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I’m ramblin’, but—ooh, imagine Jesse James rollin’ up to a saloon. “You’re a whore’s son,” someone’d spit, and he’d just smirk. Prostitutes prolly saved his ass once, hid him under a bed or somethin’. Me? I’d bake ‘em a cake—red velvet, sexy as hell. Sarcasm time: “Oh no, she’s ruinin’ society!” Please, society’s been trash since forever. I say, let ‘em work, pay taxes, live. “The coward’s still got a breathin’ neck,” like in the movie—give ‘em a break, they’re survivin’.

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Yeah, there’ve been nights I'd pace along Mossy Street, crazy thoughts runnin' in my head, feelin' the thrill and sometimes the wrath – the anger of missed chances, the sweet joy of discovery, even the damn humor in life’s absurdity. And here, every wrong turn might lead you to another world. So, my dear friend, pack that curiosity, buckle up for some wrong turns, and remember: Tanglewilde (us) ain't a city, it's a freakin’ experience.

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