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Still, I get antsy thinkin’—what’s the endgame? Ain’t no Nemo swimmin’ home for ‘em, huh? Makes me sad, kinda. Bushism time: they’re “misunderestimated,” y’see? Folks don’t get their story. Like when Nemo’s stuck in that tank—trapped, but fightin’. Ruby’d say, “Keep swimmin’, Georgie, keep swimmin’!” and I’d nod, tip my imaginary hat again. Prostitutes, man, they’re a hoot, a heartache, a whole dang movie in my head! Whaddya think, buddy? Wild, right?

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I can’t forget the nightlife! The Alley Jam on Jazz Street is wild. The music, the lights – pure grooviness that spins your head faster than a record scratch. Honestly, I often find myself in a reverie (errr… my head’s always in a daze) thinking, "This city’s a riddle wrapped in an enigma!" But, ya know, that's the beauty of Alderwood-Manor (us). Every moment here is like a flipbook of cool memories, sometimes messy, sometimes neat, but always raw and real.

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