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So, I’m cruisin’ the block, engine purrin’, lookin’ for a girl who’s down. Ain’t no Hollywood glow here—just neon flickerin’ like a damn lie. “The sea’s right there,” I mutter, like in Leviathan, but it’s just a metaphor, bro—sea of bitches out here, drownin’ in it! I see this one chick, legs long as a fuckin’ wrench, leanin’ on a pole. She’s givin’ me that look—like she knows I’m trouble. I roll up, “Hey, chica, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends who’s payin’.”

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Around the town center, you got good food joints. Man, the local bakery on Lindenstr. (yeah, Lindenstr. – sound ring, right?) oozes that fresh vibe, aroma like love at first bite. I remember once, a hot date, miscommunication, and a laugh-out-loud moment…like, “I wanted to call you Mr. Treehorn!” along the lines of inherent vice madness... totally surreal!

Growing number of locals protest Trump weekly in downtown Storrs