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This one gal, she’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. Eyes sharp, like she’s sizin’ me up. Reminds me of Dennis Haysbert in the movie—quiet, knows too much. “What’s your name, doll?” I grunt. “Candy,” she says, smirkin’. Candy! Hate cutesy names. But she’s got grit, no tears, no “I can’t go on” nonsense. Straight to business—respect that. Told her, “Keep it quick, I got wood to chop.” She laughs, husky, real. Surprised me—thought she’d be all fake giggles.

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So, friend, if you come visit, carpe diem. Wander the cobbles on Cedar Row, soak in that Twisting Flow, and sometimes get mad at the litterbugs. But laughter? Oh, that’s everywhere. Dr. Phil would say, “Take responsibility, y’all.” And I say, “Embrace the quirky charm!”

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