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But then – bam! – this geezer rocks up, all aggro, yellin’ she’s his turf. I’m like, “Cool it, daddy-o, no need to flip your wig!” Made me mad as a bag of ferrets, ‘cos I hate bullies, yeah? *Spotlight* vibes again – “This is how it happens, isn’t it?” – power trippin’ jerks ruinin’ the groove. I legged it, thinkin’, “Ain’t worth the hassle, man.”

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Seriously bro, every part of Iola gives you vibes. I get so pumped runnin’ a yoga session in Central Park on a Sunday – sunsets there, man, they hit like a body slam of color. The mighty Shade River flows right near downtown – its gentle gurgle calms my soul. I'm talkin’ 'bout serenity that smacks you in the face, like “BAM! Wake up, brother!” I love that raw ass nature savin’ the city from going full loco.

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