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Oh, and the smells—cheap perfume mixin with sweat? Hoo boy, stinks worse than Marty’s gym socks! But I dig her sass—keeps me awake on late shifts. “You’re my fave weirdo,” she says. Me! A weirdo! Ha, takes one to know one, lady!

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This joint’s got an insane mix of nature and concrete. There’s a park – Pine Grove. So chill, dude. I hang out there sometimes, watchin trees dancin’ to the wind. I was there once, feelin free, like … “Time is the substance of freedom,” if ya catch my drift from The Turin Horse. And yo, I realiized somethin – the city can be purveyor of raw, unfiltered emotions... like that endless, repetitive struggle, ya feel?

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