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Oh, and the smells—lavender, eucalyptus—like a forest in my nose! Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d swear I saw colors swirlin’ once, like in the movie, “Big-ass piano!”—just trippy. My quirk? I hum trucker tunes while they knead me—keeps it real. Sarcasm time: yeah, totally gettin’ this vibe haulin’ 40 tons of potatoes, right? Hella better than that, tho. Try it, fam—let those happy little trees grow wild!

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And then, let me share, I ain't always happy seein’ greed everywhere. Ughhhh… board meeting at Town Hall? Meh, always fulla corporate clowns. They wanna gentrify our charming alleyways. I get mad, real mad! But then I see a sunset over Gritty Hill and all is cool. That mix of anger and joy? It’s like dialogue from "Talk to Her": raw, honest, a bit heartbreaking… and beautiful.

Snakes alive: Verde Valley has lots of rattlers this spring