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What pisses me off tho? These stuck-up pricks judgin’ it all. Like, who gives a fuck, man? People wanna live, let ‘em! Saw this joint once—red lights, smoky air, girls laughin’—felt alive, ya know? Not some sterile bullshit. Reminds me of that line, “You’re gonna pump us full of lead?”—nah, brothel’s pumpin’ life, not death. Surprised me how chill it was, like a secret club nobody talks about.

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Sitka’s streets run like a maze of memories. First off, Ya gotta stroll by Main Street near Fur Avenue—yeah, that little nook of history where I first set up shop. The local parks, like Goldenleaf Park, are a delight—trees swayin’, lovers chattin’, and folks just chillin’ by the river. Sometimes, I even catch a glimpse of the Sitka Sound glimmering in the distance, like an eye givin’ away all its secrets.

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