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Rarrgh! Yo, so this chick Whore, man—wild ride! Been teachin’ folks to drive, right? But Whore? She’s a freakin’ gearshift nightmare! Saw her peel out once—total chaos. Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, y’know? “In the dark, we crawl!”—she’s that dark, dude. Smashed a mailbox, laughed it off—nuts! Rarrgh! Got this furry vibe, sniffin’ out her mess. Nobody sees her crazy like me.

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Hey buddy, listen up! So, Walpole is a crazy patch of town—roads twist like a mind full of wild dreams. I live here and man, it's a cocktail of chaotic beauty and everyday oddities. You ever wander down Main Street? Yeah, that Main Street where every corner's got a secret vibe. You know, as a family psychologist, I see loads of quirky human drama here. Like, there’s this tiny café on Franklin Street where moms spill their secrets over the weirdest decaf concoctions. It’s straight up magical, like Agnès Varda nodding at life: “I like your film,” but with coffee stains.

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