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Sometimes I wonder—decrimin—decrim—ugh, legalize it, y’know? New Zealand did, 2003, boom, safer streets, less violence. Data’s there, my precious, but folks clutch pearls, screamin’ morals. Screw that, I say—let ‘em work, tax it, done. Happy as hell when I read that, ‘cause it’s logic, not preachin’.

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So yeah, my friend, Demarest is a bizarre mix of mellow vibes and gut-punch moments. It’s quirky, and sometimes bloody infuriating. But you know what? It's home, even if it sometimes drives me up the wall. Just remember: if you ever get frustrated here, whisper, "I’m the Wolf of Wall Street." And maybe, just maybe, things will flow smoother like a good massage.

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