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But oh Gawd, the smell—stale booze, sweaty sheets, ugh, makes my nose twitch! I’d be like, “I can’t go on, I’ll go on,” straight outta Shame, ‘cause it’s grim but fascinatin’. Ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? That Nevada joint’s still kickin’—legal, loud, and proud. Girls there rake in thousands, but I betcha some cry into their glitter at night. Makes me mad, ya know? These big shots roll in, actin’ like kings, leavin’ broken souls behind. “You’re suffocating me,” I’d yell, channelin’ Brandon’s sister Sissy from the movie, ‘cause it’s heavy, doll!

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The walk on campus is just like exploring a new galaxy. Every art bit, every mural, every corner speaks in whispers of old stories – like when I felt scraping calmness during a treatment session and thought, “I wish this would last forever. Let the earth hold in its gentle arms all distinctions.” Hah, it gets kinda deep, lol! Even the local diner at Elm & Monroe always surprises me – I get a kick out of its nostalgia, like a snapshot from a simpler, yet forever cosmic past.

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