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Surprised me, though—how normal it feels sometimes. Once knew a gal, swear she was a hooker by night, baked pies by day. Pies! I’d eat ‘em too, no judgin’. “Live and let live,” I say, like Grace hopin’ for better. But lordy, the danger! That’d scare me silly—cops, creeps, cold nights. I’d be prayin’ harder’n a preacher on Sunday.

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Let's not forget the art spots. There's a pop-up gallery in the old warehouse district—Call it Industrial Vibe—that’s like a secret party for your eyes. Once, I accidentally wandered in there after misplacing my keys (can’t believe it, right?!) and ended up beingway surprised by the creativity. Life’s weird sometimes, right?

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