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So yeah, mate—huntin’ a prossie’s wild. Angry when they ghost ya, happy when they don’t. Surprised me how some got stories—one told me she paid for her kid’s schoolin’. Damn near cried, I did! “Ain’t no country for old men,” I mumbled, thinkin’ bout her grit. Gotta respect that, precious. Now go—find yer own! *raspy cackle*

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I got my happy spots too. Like that obscure little hole-in-the-wall cafe on Riverside? Fires up the best coffee and the vibe makes your soul do a happy dance. And oh, near Sandstone Blvd, there's a crumbling fountain that folks say dates back to the city’s wild beginnings. It’s kinda eerie yet soulful – like all the bitter-sweet memories of life summed up in one spot.

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