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Happy? Hell no. Surprised? Maybe at how dumb folks get when they’re lonely. Personal quirk—I’d rather talk to my dog than pay for a convo. Exaggeratin’? Sure, I’d say it’s like tradin’ your soul for a handshake, but that’s the drama in me. “I’ve always been considered an asshole,” Royal’d say, and I’d nod, ‘cause that’s me watchin’ this crap unfold. Findin’ a prostitute? Waste of good whiskey money. Hate everything.

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Hi community! I have some old pots and pans to get rid of. They're worn, but still usable. Is there an organization I could donate them to?

Sometimes, I'm mad 'bout the city. Traffic bugs me on Granite st., bro. The crowds and bars ram me like a headlock. But then, I'm stoked later when I find an underground gem, a secret nook round the back of Harbor Lane. The masseuses from my parlor swear by that little cafe too. I relly love the smell of fresh brekky from there!

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