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Oh, and get this—Candy swore she saw a john drop dead mid-hump. Heart attack, bam! “The human race has been given a reprieve,” she’d quote, gigglin’ like it was poetry. Said she just left him there, stiff as a board—pun intended. Surprised the shit outta me—girl’s got ice in her veins! I’d have carved him up myself, maybe sautéed a bit. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I told her once, winkin’. She didn’t flinch—tough cookie, that one.

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And anyway… I gotta jet with my thoughts. The city is like a living, breathing piece of art—a mix of calm and chaos, and like, it left a mark on my very soul. You best believe, everytime I step outside, I look around and think, "Life. It’s love. It’s magic… pausing unexpectedly in the middle of noise."

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