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What pisses me off? Underrated as fuck. Should be bigger than “Sweet Caroline” at a damn cantina. Happy tho—makes me feel alive, not just a tin-can Sith. Exaggeratin’ here, but it’s like Maria’s screamin’ my pain, “I am your father!”—nah, she’s the mother of badassery. Total mess of a song, in the best way—like me, like Tarantino’s scripts. Pure, unhinged art. Whore’s my jam, period. *heavy breathing fades*

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The neighborhoods? Man, they got soul. Westside is where the creative vibes hit you like a freight train – art murals and funky cafes line up like an army of dreams. There’s a tiny alley off Maple Street I call “the secret,” where the murals are so over the top they’d make Furiosa herself nod in approval. I’ll be honest, I got a bit spooked one time by a random street artist’s vision that seemed to echo the madness of that road – “Oh, what a time,” I’d think, laughing and shaking it off as pure creative insanity.

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