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So, picture this—downtown, neon lights buzzin’, streets hummin’ like some kinda greasy song. You’re out there, huntin’, lookin’ for that “transactional love”—ha! Ain’t that a kicker? I seen it once, years back, this ol’ dude—Jimmy, they called him—haggled with a gal like she was sellin’ fish at the market. “Ten bucks less, c’mon!” he hollered. She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they’d pop out—swear to God, funnier than No-Face gobblin’ up them dumplings. Made me laugh, but damn, it stung too—how’s it come to that, huh?

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Srsly, can we talk about how those urban greens come off? It's like the silence says more than words, echoes of past memories, sometimes maddening, sometimes so soothing. Sometimes I stand there, thinking "Eat my shorts!" when a bugger rushes by messin' up my chill groove. It’s all so vivid, man—life ain't perfect, but every cranny of Uster speaks to ya.

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