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*Slow exhale* I am your father, so trust me—this ain’t all glamour. Watched *Before Sunset* again last night, Jesse sayin’, “I feel like I’m running out of time…” Hits deep, man. These girls? Same vibe—runnin’ from somethin’, chasin’ somethin’. Makes me sad, angry too—why’s it gotta be like this? But then, shit, sometimes it’s funny. This one time, chick tried hagglin’ *me*—Darth fuckin’ Vader! “50 credits or I’m out,” she goes. Ballsy. Cracked me up.

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I get mad sometimes ’cause people ignore the real funky soul of Fuldatal; they keep lookin’ for flash and glam. But, hey, we know the truth on these cobblestone streets, don’t we? The locals, the smells, the endless chatter of friends at the park – it’s a wild ride.

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