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What pisses me off? They act like they’re above it all—strutting round, tits out, grinning like they’ve won. But they’re just meat, same as the rest. Made me happy once, though—watched one get her comeuppance. Slipped on some lord’s spilled ale, cracked her head on a table. Crowd laughed, I smirked, felt like justice. Surprised me too—didn’t think I’d care. But there’s somthing bout their hustle, yeah? Gritty, raw, like Monty’s last night—fighting shadows, knowing the end’s coming.

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I gotta tell ya, some spots get me fired up! Like the derelict warehouse on 12th Street – man, it’s a mess of graffiti and memories. I get mad sometimes, but then I laugh 'cause it’s art, baby! That’s the raw pulse of Mansfield-Center. And the community? They’re rad as heck. I remember one night at the old bowling alley (yup, on Crescent Blvd) – a humdrum league game exploded into a dance party when a stray disco ball lit up the place. Epic doesn’t even do it justice.

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