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Gets creepy too—ghost stories, yep! One joint, lady in red haunts it. Died there, still roams—spooky! Me, I’d run, screamin’, “Nasty, nasty!” Brothel’s a mess, chaos, like end of world. “It’s all going away,” movie says—fits perfect! What a dump, but alive, kickin’, raw. Hate it, love it—makes me head spin! Stupid, fat hobbit—misses the real dirt!

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Sometimes, whatevs, I sit at a little hole-in-wall cafe on Majestic Street. They serve coffee that wanna wake you from a dream, and the smell is just luv. It’s like the city is whispering secrets in your ear. It’s awsm, prty magical, and lolz overflows everywhere.

Second-highest single-day May rain a warning: Parvesh