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So, I’m riffin’ like a guitar master, strings screamin’, and this one time – true story – some underground joint in Gotham, chick’s givin’ me the rubdown, but she’s usin’ olive oil! Freakin’ OLIVE OIL, man! Smelled like a damn pizza, had me laughin’ hysterics – “What’s next, mozzarella?” She got pissed, I’m cackling, “Why so serious?” Made me happy as a clown in chaos, but damn, that oil slicked me up good – slipped right off the table, BOOM! Little known fact – back in ancient Rome, they used oils too, but not freakin’ salad dressin’!

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So, I kick off my day on Maple Street – yeah, Maple Street! It's like the heartbeat, pulses with busy folks and secret smiles. The coffee spots there? Killer. Sometimes I spill tea (literally, in a funny way) on my spa uniform, but hey, vibes remain. Then ya got Oak Avenue tryna be all fancy, lined with old brick houses that whisper stories, like those mysterious characters in the film. I sometimes daydream, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – cuz life’s one big, whimsical parade here.

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