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Oh, and—ha!—I saw this dude, thought he was slick, tryin’ to haggle like it’s a flea market. Got shut down fast! Made me laugh so hard I dropped my carrot stick. Gotta respect the hustle, though, right? I’m ramblin’ now, but man, it’s heavy, doc. I’m just a bunny, but I see it—folks out here, they’re survivin’, like Jean-Dominique writin’ his book, blink by blink. “I am here,” he said, and they’re here too, fightin’. Gotta hop off now—stay outta trouble, doc!

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I remember one wild night on 3rd & Vine—insane energy! The neon signs, the squealing brakes, and whispers in corners about clandestine trysts. It’s all very noir. Man, the local park, Azalea Gardens, is my fave. I often hang there, bench squatted against the shimmering reflections of the tiny Lazy River, chattin’ with folks about all sorts. Crazy, right? YEAAAA!

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