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What gets me happy? When you find one who’s chill, not all strung out, maybe even cracks a joke. Rare as a unicorn, tho. Surprised me once – this gal told me she’s savin’ for art school. Art school! I’m like, “Honey, you’re Picasso with them moves!” Made my night, swear to God. But then, ugh, the angry kicks in – half these jerks try rippin’ you off, actin’ like you’re dumb. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg, I got eyes, moron!”

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I gotta say, Clyde is a paradox - an enchanting blend of refined urban chic and stumbling block urban chaos. Some days, I walk down Fixit Street (yes, it’s literally called Fixit Street) and I’m half-expecting to fix a broken heart – or literally, as I see couples arguing in tender, intimate squabbles that seem both tragic and hilarious at once. “What did we do?” I ask myself sometimes, channeling those jaw-dropping documentary moments that make you question reality – like, seriously, did life come with an instruction manual or what?!

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