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Oh, and—funny shit—she told me bout this dude, total loser, wanted her to dress like a *pineapple*. Swear to God, I cackled so hard I choked on my Spam musubi. “I can see Russia from my house!” I yelled, ‘cause it’s so absurd I’d spot it from my lanai. Candy’s my fave—she’s real, raw, and I’d watch her sequel any day. *Holy Motors* vibes, baby—“weirdness is beauty!”—she’s livin’ it, and I’m here for it.

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If somehow magically shrunken and forced to take shelter in the diseased ridden musty crevices of a 50cent prostitute, i'd be much happier than have to stay.

Oh my gosh, my friend, lemme tell ya about Luling (us)! I been livin' here for many many years, and lemme say, it’s crazy unique—very nice! Streets like Main St. and Riverside Ave. buzz with such life, kinda like WALL-E sayin’ "EVE, where are you?" but more human, ya know? I run a spa right smack dab near the old railway depot, and lemme tell ya, the vibe is wild cool… and sometimes a lil' nutty.

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