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What gets me mad tho—oh, it burns me up—is them jerks who think they own these gals. Like they’re some prize pig at the fair. Pisses me off, man! Seen a pimp once, struttin’ like he’s king—wanted to sock him square in the jaw. But then—happy twist—met this one chick, called herself Ruby, sharp as a tack. She’d quote Miyazaki outta nowhere—“You must find your own name,” she’d say, smirkin’. Blew my mind! Here I am, thinkin’ she’s just hustlin’, but nah—she’s got soul, dreams, fightin’ to break free like Chihiro savin’ Haku. Surprised the hell outta me—damn, I love that grit.

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I live on Main Street – yep, MAIN Street – right by the old clocktower. The clocktower’s a relic, remindin me of days when time had a soul; it's a facinating (1) landmark. Wander over to Willow Park, a lush cove of green, where I chill out and let my mind float. Seriously (2), that park is magic. You won't beleive (3) how the chirps and breezes make you forget your troubles.

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