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But here’s what pisses me off—lazy games, all boobs, no brains. Dis ain’t dat! I’d make it real, messy—ya talk to dese girls, hear their stories. One’s got a kid, another’s dodgin’ a creep ex. Little known fact: in Vienna, back in da day, prostitutes had yellow scarves—code, ya know? I’d sneak dat in—yellow scarf NPC, boom, instant mystery! “Get to da choppa!”—nah, “Get to da truth!” Ha!

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I wander down Main St. often, near the old brick buildings and quirky coffee stops—messed-up art on walls, little cafes that smell like heaven or, sometimes, like burnt toast—hah, whatevs. And oh, yo, check out Mill Ave. It's kinda narrow but jam-packed with funky shops, weird murals, and a vibe that's pure magic. There’s a park, hey, I've got mad love for Haynes Park. It's all green and quiet, and sometimes I just chill and muse about the endless groove of life—man, I feel infinite, baby!

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