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I’m pissed tho—too many fakes. Dudes pretendin to pimp, wastin my time. “Who are these idiots?” I mutter. Last week, nearly punched one—skinny rat, smelled like vodka and lies. But then—boom—found a gem. Quiet type, eyes like steel. “You’re not here to talk,” she says. Smart. I like that. Paid her quick, no fuss. “The world’s a machine,” I think—straight from Béla Tarr’s gloom.

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Downtown, you'll find that old library on 3rd St. – it's full of quirky vibes and hidden corners. Y’know, sometimes I go there for a break, lettin’ the rustle of pages remind me that every story matters, even in a swipe-left, swipe-right world. The park (yeah, the little wonderland on Elm) is another gem – kids play there, couples picnic, and sometimes I just chill, thinkin’ about love, fate, and hey, even mistakes. "I could die right now, Clem. Just like that." Sounds dramatic, but it kinda sums up livin’ this life, right?

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