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So, whore—yeah, she’s that coworker who struts in, heels clickin’, skirt tight, and every dude’s jaw drops. Me? I see past it. Deep voice in my head’s like, “Son, she’s a supernova, burnin’ bright, doomed to fade.” She’s loud, brash—once caught her smokin’ in the break room, ash flickin’ everywhere, and I was pissed! Yelled, “Girl, this ain’t no damn bar!” She just smirked, blew smoke in my face—sassy as hell. Made me mad, but damn, I laughed later. Ballsy move.

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Now, lemme tell ya 'bout neighborhood quirks. Old Maple Street, with its creaky fences, might make ya smile or shake ya head at times. I once got lost there (can’t even believe it, haha) and found a hidden mural behind a row of homes. I swear, the colors sang like “I wasn’t meant to be free!” This city sure be full of surprises.

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