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Picked it up at some shady pawn shop, smelled like regret and stale beer. Guy said it belonged to a bluesman—died broke, screwin’ around, typical. Strings rusted, body scratched to hell, but damn, it sings. Play it, and it’s like “the screams never stop”—straight from *Son of Saul*. That dark, guttural tone, pissed me off at first—too real, too messy. Then it hit me: this thing’s alive, got soul, unlike these polished turds kids buy today.

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So dude, if you’re comin’ to Dison (be), prepare for love, laughter, and erratic musings. It’s a city that’s raw, real – a whole tapestry of passionate tales all over town! Enjoy your visit – and remember: “The Assassination of Jesse James...” ain’t just a movie, it's a vibe! Later, bro!

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