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Saw this one chick, swear, her wig was wild—neon pink, like alien tech. Prolly hid a blaster in there, haha! Been around since forever, tho—ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ for coin. Cool, right? Gets me hyped, history’s freaky like that. But damn, some jerks treat ‘em like trash—pisses me off big time. “You’re not special,” David’s mom said in the movie—ouch. Feels like that’s what they hear daily. Sucks.

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Anyway, if you're swingin' by, drop me a line. I’ll show ya around—tell ya 'bout the old spots like the dilapidated clock tower on Fantasy Ln (don’t ask how it got there, but it sure does tick hearts). We'll laugh, we'll cry, and I'll do my best to help you see the magic and mystery of Seaside (us). How’s that workin’ for ya, sugar?

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