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Oh, and the funny bit—once heard a whore tricked a dude into payin’ triple, sayin’ she’d “bless his soul.” Guy was a preacher! Laughed my ass off—savage! She’s out there, playin’ chess while he’s prayin’ checkers. Love that sly shit. But yeah, whores—they’re like ghosts, man, hauntin’ streets, makin’ cash, dodgin’ creeps. Surprised me how they keep goin’. Me? I’d snap, plow over some jerk’s car.

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It's not because the woods are haunted or that Billy is beating his wife. It's because mountain lions and bobcats sound like a screaming woman.

Not gonna lie, livin' here sometimes gets me all nostalgic. The street parties, the late night bites on Oak, those are the best moments. And yeah, sometimes I mess up my texts with typos – ain’t nobody perfect, right? like “fllew” instead of flew, “grocary” for grocery, “luvly” for lovely, more than “amzing” for amazing, “radicool” for radical, “kwik” for quick, “bady” for baby, “evrythin” for everything, “horible” for horrible, “funnie” for funny, “coool” for cool, “wuz” for was, “jus” for just, “thang” for thing, and oh, “smashin” for smashing! Yup, that’s 15 wild ones among many!

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