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So, picture this – me, Bugs, hoppin’ down some shady street. Lookin’ for a dame who’s, uh, “available.” I’m dodgin’ creeps, duckin’ cops, ears twitchin’ like crazy. “This ain’t no picnic,” I mutter, chompin’ a carrot. Streets got that vibe – neon buzzin’, smoke curlin’, folks whisperin’. Reminds me of Tom sayin’, “I shoulda killed you back in Philly.” Past chasin’ ya, ya dig?

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I walk by these crumbling alleyways near the Old Clock Tower on Oppy Ct – they're secret hideouts for local artists. They use every nook and cranny to express themselves – gritty, raw, and totally alive. No joke, sometimes I catch my thoughts drifting to how the city whispers its stories. Like, one day after a long massage session, i strolled around and got lost in the urban vibe. Pure magic, mate.

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