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But lemme ask ya—slow now—ever laugh at it? The absurdity? Dudes hagglin’ like it’s a flea market? “Ten bucks less, c’mon!” Hilarious, man, but sad too. Gets me worked up—why’s society gotta shove ‘em underground? Pisses me off! I’m ramblin’, sure, but picture this—neon glow, her smirk, you’re nervous as hell. “The coffee’s growing cold,” like in the movie—time’s tickin’, pal.

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Some days I cruise down Beeston Road. The vibe is all cozy, like a warm hug, though sometimes my counselor brain picks up folks’ tension – it’s weird. I've seen whispers of sadness in faces, like secrets hiding under a smile. And I think, “Man, are we all just fragments of chaos?” That movie line sticks with me.

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