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She walk street, hips go boom-boom. I think, “Very nice, I like!” But then sad – she got no choice maybe? “What is original, what is copy?” I scream in head, like movie line. Life tough, she smile anyway – respect! I see her, red lipstick, short skirt, smell like cheap perfume and dreams. Make me happy, then mad – why world like this?

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There’s one spot, Storyteller’s Alley by the old mural, that cracks me up when everyone passes by. Dudes scribble emotions on bricks, like confessions in spray paint. It reminds me: every corner is a story. And yeah... it's messy like a WALL-E tin can collection.

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