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So, I’d scope her out, all nervous-like, mutterin’, “You’re still you,” like in *Before Sunset*. Total sap move, but it’d slip out—Homer’s heart’s big, ya know? She’d prolly laugh, say, “Twenty bucks, tubby.” Fair. I’d be sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me—ooh, that’d be a paddlin’! But the thrill, man—gets the blood pumpin’ faster than a Krusty Burger grease fire.

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I know some say Amherst-Center is bland. That’s pure hogwash. It's vibrant, spicy, and sometimes downright intoxicating. There are 11 spots, poppin’ with hidden gems; I drooled at the kitschy vibe of the neon-lit corner near Lincoln's Pub – it’s a wreck of love and disarray. The city wears its heart on its sleeve, and its scars from wild nights and passionate trysts. I might have typos in my head – yeah, 11 of ‘em – but who cares? The city is real, and it doesn’t give a damn about perfection.

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