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So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

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You know, sometimes when coding late at night, I swear the spirit of Inside Out just jumps into my head – "Buckle up, buttercup!" A lil’ chaos then mellows into contentment. And speaking of chaos, there’s a concrete landmark, the grand Guildhall on Castle Point, where history meets the quirky modern vibe. I always mumble, "Every hero has a journey!" (even if that journey sometimes involves typo-ridden texts, lolz like this: awnree, teh bestt, etc.)

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