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But dude, the stench—cheap perfume, sweat—gross! Makes me gag thinkin bout it. Still, she’s got guts. Standin on corners, dodgin cops, dealin with creeps. One time, saw this gal yellin at a dude—hilarious! “Pay up, loser!” she screamed. Had me crackin up! Eat my shorts, that’s ballsy!

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Neighborhoods are just as quirky. West End shouts creativity, hip coffee shops and murals on St. Patrick. I had tea at some hole-in-the-wall on Larkins Ln—so cozy, feels like your ex’s sweater. Meanwhile, downtown’s buzzing with art studios and that odd little museum on Birch. Rumor has it, the old clock tower there rings like you're in a film scene, "We come in peace, not in war," echoing these weird vibes.

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