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Lemme tell ya, it’s a mess out there. Saw this gal once, heels clickin’ like gunshots, skirt shorter than a possum’s temper. Reminded me of Sara Goldfarb, chasin’ that high, y’know? “I’m gonna be on television!” she’d say—well, this gal’s dreamin’ of somethin’, but it ain’t a TV screen. Made me sad, y’all. Sad as a hound dog with no bone. But mad too—why’s the world gotta chew folks up like that?

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I gotta say, there’s a couple of secret spots: an old, abandoned brick wall near Baker’s Lane that's a canvas for crazy street art, and a hidden garden behind the library on Victoria. Yeah, sometimes I just sneak there – meditate, cry, laugh, remember. Life’s messy here, and so am I.

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