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So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the vibe? It’s shady, sure, but there’s this weird honesty. Dudes roll up, cash in hand, no pretendin’. Kinda refreshing in a messed-up way. Reminds me of Larry Gopnik in the movie, chasin’ answers in a world gone nuts. “Accept the mystery,” he’s told, but nah, I’m diggin’ deeper! You shall not pass ‘til I figure this out! I heard once ‘bout this brothel in Nevada—legal, fancy, called the Moonlite BunnyRanch. They got Wi-Fi, dude! Hookers tweetin’ between gigs—hilarious!

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But then, I see this guy trying to sell some weird-looking fruit. I’m like, “What even is that?” He’s all hyped up, saying it’s a superfood. I’m skeptical, but I buy one. It’s gross. Like, who eats this stuff? I’m regretting my life choices, but hey, at least I can say I tried it, right?

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