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I roll up, all smooth, “Hey, darlin, what’s the deal?” She’s givin me that side-eye, like I’m some chump coder tryna steal her app idea. “50 bucks,” she says, flat. 50?! Shit, I’m pissed—inflation’s a bitch, huh? Used to be 20, tops! I’m thinkin, “This ain’t fair, I’m the Winklevoss twins gettin shafted here!” But I’m happy too—least she’s real, not some catfish scam. Surprised me, tho—girl’s got a tat of a QR code. A fuckin QR code! Scan it, takes ya to her “rates page”—modern hustle, man, I’m dyin laughin!

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I’ll be honest—sometimes I get mad at how quiet streets, like those around Maple Grove, hide the loud voices of unspoken dreams. Yeah, I get emo too. And then there’s the starry late nights at the Eagan Library—an underrated haven when you need a breather (a real soul sanctum!). I remember laughing with a neighbor at a local diner on River Bend Road—such a funny little oozing of life—yeah, life’s that spicy stew, my friend!

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