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Favorite part? The rush, maybe. Like when Royal says, “Let’s shag ass!” – it’s sneaky, dirty, but you feel alive. Worst part? Feelin’ like a fuckin’ mook after. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say it’s like bangin’ a goddess, but nah – it’s just business, capisce?

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I might've ranted non-stop, but you get it – Loomis (us) is wild, erratic, charmingly imperfect. Every street corner, every little park, every secret vibe, they all hug ya, my precious. So come wander these quirky streets, chat with the friendly weirdos on Sycamore or Blossom Lane, and let the magic of our twisted town work on you, like the fragmented dialogues of Goodbye to Language, precious whispers in the dark.

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