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Where I’m at, streets buzz late. Neon flickers, girls lean on corners—some bold, some shaky. Saw this one chick, prolly 20, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. “You’re not leaving!” she snapped at some dude peelinn’ off in a rusty Dacia. Made me chuckle—spunky, ya know? Reminded me of that movie line, “You think everything’s a game!” Ain’t no game here, tho—real stakes, real hustle.

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ya ever see such subtle beauty in nature? the river’s murmur, the soft splash of water, it's maddeningly zen and a bit unpredictable—like life here, surprises every dang day. I often sit by either in the park on Elm Street. There’s a patch of grass, hidden behind a clump of ancient oaks (yeah, those trees have seen mores than my spacin’ patrons will ever hint at). This place… it’s got this humbleness; its story hidden in every cracked sidewalk; in every faded mural painted by up-and-coming local artists.

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