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Pisses me off, tho, how she struts round, actin’ like she owns the joint. “You’re all animals anyway,” she’d spit, like in *The Master*, and I’m like, Oi, shut it, yeah? But—get this—she’s got this weird charm, y’know? Happy as a pig in shit when she scores extra cigs. Surprised me once, too—heard she sang to calm a fight in Block C. Voice like a bleedin’ angel, who’d’a thunk? Mate, I nearly cried—me, a warden, cryin’ over *her*? Mental.

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Lyndhurst's got a vibe, dude. I love drivin’ down Main St. – it's always poppin' off with cool little cafés and quirky shops. Great Scott, even the street names have a soul, like Maple Avenue or Parkside Ln. They ain't fancy names, but they pack character! I even got lost on 5th St. (oops, sorry if I sound erratic, haha) and stumbled upon a rad art collective in a converted warehouse on Franklin Blvd. – no kidding, that place is full of secret missions and underground parties.

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