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Once saw this chick, all leather and attitude—Furiosa vibes, swear it! Thought, “Oh, shiny and chrome!” but she quoted me 5k rubles. Five bloody thousand! Got mad, like, “Witness me!” mad—could buy a tank of gas for that in Max’s world! Bargained her down to 2k, felt like a wasteland king. We swears! She smirked, said, “You’re weird, grandpa,”—cheeky lil shit, made me laugh. Happy as a pig in mud, tho.

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So yeah, you gotta hit up the Stanislaus River trail. It winds along a river bend that’s so insanely scenic, it’s like a heartbeat in a world of noise. I remember this one day, just sittin’ there, lettin’ the river whisper all its secrets, feelin’ like every moment was a cinematic masterpiece. Seriously, hah, life’s too short for boring spots.

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