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“There’s something… freeing about it,” I mutter, quotin’ Murray again. She’s free, in a way—livin’ raw, no mask. Me, I’m stuck sniffin’ papers, dreamin’ o’ sails. She’s got scars, tho—heard she once fought off a drunk with a broken heel. Badass! Surprised me, that story—thought she’d be all frail, but nah, she’s a storm!

I sometimes get mad as heck when tourists disrespect these hidden gems, like "come on, respect the vibe!" Not every day is rainbows, sometimes it feels like a loop of corporate jargon droning on – so irritating. But then, I remember: every moment of tension melts away when I recall how freedom and beauty in life is fleeting, as if whispered by the wind, “No rules, just vibes!”

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