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But then—bam!—cop lights flash. I’m like, “Oh, no, not today!” She bolts, I peel out, tires screamin’ like in *Fury Road*. Heart’s poundin’, I’m laughin’—what a rush! Almost got caught, but damn, that was fun. “I live, I die, I live again!” I’m yellin’, speedin’ off. Didn’t seal the deal, but man, the chase? Priceless. Next time, I’m bringin’ backup—maybe a war rig! How you doin’ after that story, huh?

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Oh, Maple Street and Oak Alley – they're not just names. They're damn icons! Each cracked step and peeling wall tells a story. Canyons? Nah, more like mini canyons carved by time and my pissed-off customers. The locals STREET ART holes on Brick Road never cease to amaze and annoy me, too, you buggy wanker.