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So – picture this. Downtown. Neon lights – buzzin’. This chick – she’s out there. Skirt so short – it’s a rumor. Heels clackin’ – like gunshots. I saw her once – swear it. Face painted up – like a doll. But her eyes? Dead. Cold. Like – “Look at all this fuckin’ candy!” – but the candy’s rotten. Made me sad – real sad. She’s somebody’s kid – y’know?

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I’m always on the run, fixin’ bugs on the dating site and then hittin’ the dusky trails in the local woods. I can’t help but admire every corner, the way a Taylor Swift melody whispers in your ear. Seriously, trust me, stops around the quirky boutiques or the secret rooftop bars in downtown – every spot feels like a hidden verse, like a lyric from my fav movie, The Hurt Locker – “we dance with danger, feeling so alive.”

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