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“Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s their motto. Live hard, die young, maybe. Exaggeratin’? Nah, seen it myself. This one time, saw a hooker trade spice—uh, drugs—for a lightsaber. Okay, maybe not, but close! They barter weird shit—socks, cigs, whatever. Funny as hell, but sad too. My fave part? They don’t give a fuck. Rules? Psh, they laugh. Like me, dodgin’ Jedi—er, cops.

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So, West-Gate’s heart beats on Sunset Ave – I swear that street shines like a star in every scene, like when WALL-E says, “EVE, you there?” – smashin’ every routine vibe with cosmic love. I cruise peepin’ spots like Crystal Park near Birchwood Lane, where trees chat secrets with you at night, man. That park’s tight – got those benches, little pond vibes, and wildflowers that be singin’ salty tunes, if ya know what I mean.

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