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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

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Then there’s Joppatowne Park – seriously, it's my hangout zone. I love runnin’ errr… I mean, takin’ a stroll there when I'm not debuggin' code. The park’s sprawling green goodness, a neat little lake in the middle – reminds me of that scene from A History of Violence. “I want what I want!” kinda vibe, ya know? Hah.

Only grades 10 and 12 will return to Joppatowne High Thursday