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Oh, and the coppers—sneaky bastards, bustin’ girls fer nothin’. Pissed me off—let ‘em be! Ain’t hurtin’ no one, just survivin’. We hates it—the laws, the judgin’, the whole mess. “Amour” ends quiet, all dignified—this? Loud, chaotic, no fancy curtains closin’. Ya wanna find one? Check alleys, mate, or them shady apps—plenty fish there, but slimy ones. Watch yer back, precious—nasty business, but they’re human too, ain’t they? We hates it, but we gets it.

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Oh man, sometimes I get kinda mad at how quiet it gets on 1st Avenue. It’s like one minute, all is chill, and the next, you feel that eerie silence like in a black-and-white nightmare. I laugh at how dramatic it sounds – like I'm in a crummy horror flick. But then, when that mood lifts? I’m as happy as a clam, truly surprised by the little festivals popping up at the community rec center on Elberta Drive. Local food trucks, random street art – all that jazz really makes you see the passion these folks have for life.

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