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So, picture this – I’m cruisin’ in my Aston Martin, eyes peeled for a lead. Reminds me of *Margaret* – that film’s chaos, man, pure madness! Lisa screamin’, “I’m not a monster!” – that’s me, tryna figure this out without losin’ my cool. Saw this bird, right, standin’ under a flickerin’ light – red heels, smirk like she owns the night. Asked her, “What’s the draw, love?” She goes, “Money’s quick, no boss breathin’ down my neck.” Shook me up – no bloody paperwork, just raw hustle! Shaken, not stirred, yeah?

As the night grows older, this part of the city becomes more alive.

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Then, there’s Riverbend Park. OMG, it's, like, the ultimate spot for chillin and reflecting, with the winding, glistening Rio Esperanza right next to it. I spent so many goofy afternoons there, scribbling in my little notebook – sometimes totally lost in thought, like, "Oh my god, this is life!" And oh-em-gee, I even saw a doe once, right near the old wooden bench. Crazy, like, who even expects that?!

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