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Picture this—I’m strollin’ down some gritty street, right? Neon lights flickerin’, cars honkin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Lord, where’s the grace in this chaos?” Kinda like Lisa in *Margaret*, yellin’ at the world, “What’s real anymore?” I see this gal, heels high as my dreams, leanin’ on a lamppost. I’m like, “YOU GET A CAR!” in my head, ‘cause why not? She’s hustlin’, survivin’—ain’t that somethin’?

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Then there’s the odd, cool corner near Chemin de la Rivière. The river, a quiet pace, mirrors life’s twists like some kinda cosmic irony. Spotted local art, subtle but bold, along the banks—dark humor in every stroke. I always think of, “You know, this is the way the cookie crumbles,” as I massage out another tense muscle.

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