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Her laugh? Loud, fake, annoys the shit outta me. But once, I saw her cry—real tears, not crocodile crap. Surprised me, man, thought she was all steel. Maybe she’s human, maybe not—fuck if I care. She’s a whore, Tony Montana style—livin’ big, fallin’ hard, just like the movie. “The world is yours!”—nah, not hers, she’s too screwed. Still, gotta respect the chaos, mang—she’s a legend in her own shitshow.

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The Blue River cuts through town near Riverbend Street. Its waters babble softly, but man, its banks have tales. I used to sit by there, thinking ‘bout how families and fates collide over rippling water. I even saw a couple argue – then cuddle it out like nothing happened. That’s life in Waltendorf, baby!