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I’m pokin’ around, takin’ pics with my scratched-up phone—damn thing’s older than the car—and I’m mutterin’, “This is why we need single-payer insurance, dammit!” The glovebox? Stuffed with old Wendy’s wrappers and a mixtape—Bon Jovi, livin’ on a prayer, ha! Made me chuckle—guy’s got taste, I’ll give him that. But then—BOOM—surprise hits me like a brick: VIN number’s filed off! Shady as hell! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no accident, this is a freakin’ chop shop job!” Just like in *The Social Network*, when Sean Parker says, “A million dollars isn’t cool—you know what’s cool? A billion dollars.” This guy’s tryna scam a million, but I’m onto him!

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I do get really, really loopy over at night when the neon lights of Greenlawn cast peculiar shadows on our little alleyways (hey, if you like that sort of quirk, you'll dig it!). It’s like emotions in a whirlwind! You feel a bit of sadness, a pinch of joy; that's life, as they say – “Inside Out” all the time, innit?

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