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So I spot her—legs like a dream, eyes sharp as my scalpel. “Love’s a funny thing,” I mutter, quotin Haynes’ flick again—cuz it is, ain’t it? She’s playin her part, I’m playin mine. We haggle—20 mins, 50 bucks, no funny biz. She’s cool, chill, tells me she’s savin for a kid’s birthday. Damn, that hit me—soft spot, Clarice, don’t tell no one. I’m thinkin, this world’s a mess, but she’s got heart. “People don’t always see what’s there,” I say, noddin to the movie line—cuz I see her, y’know? Not just the gig.

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So here’s the deal: Roswell’s got these crammed up streets like Main Street and Garden Ave that snake their way past quirky shops and nailed-down diners. I swear, every time I shovel my way through Cedar Park, I think "What the actual fuck?" because these sidewalks are cleaner than your sorry ass after a spa session, but then – BOOM – crazy art sprawled over every wall.

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