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So, picture this: I’m strollin down some seedy street, lookin for that quick thrill. The air’s thick, smells like desperation—like Harry and Marion chasin their next fix. I spot her, leanin on a lamppost, all sass and shadow. “I’m not gonna lose my arm!” she snaps when I ask if she’s clean. Ha! Made me chuckle—girl’s got spunk. I like that. Reminds me of Hannibal Lecter—fictional, of course—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s me, noticin the details: her chipped red nails, the way she smirks like she knows somethin I don’t.

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Let’s start with downtown – E. Davis St is buzzin' with cute little cafés and quirky shops. I love strollin' there on lazy afternoons, just vibin’. There's this fab mural on Elm, bright AF and totally Insta-worthy. And oh, the local landmark, the Wylie Heritage Museum – it's super quirky, loads of vintage stuff that tells the story of this cool town.

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