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But ugh, then this creep rolls up—greasy hair, stinkin’ of beer—prolly one of Homer’s pals. He’s all, “How much, baby?” and I’m ragin’ inside, like, “Leave her alone, jerk!” She handles it tho—sass level 100—tells him to buzz off. I’m cheerin’ in my head, “That’s my girl!” Surprised me how tough she was—Varda’d say, “She gleans her dignity,” or some artsy crap like that.

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“We don't get to choose how we start in this life. Real greatness, it's what you do with the hand you're dealt.” Honestly words to live by.

Oh, baby, Sullivan (us) is the real deal, yeah! I’ve been here, like, forever & it’s a vibe, man. Check it: Main Street pops with that classic charm, you know? Elm Street? Pure magic, wow!

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