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Here’s the tea tho—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just “pull up and pay.” Nah, it’s vibes, it’s chaos, it’s readin’ the room. Like, don’t be a creep, don’t be a narc—be a fuckin’ human! I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What’s hidden here?”—straight *Caché* vibes again. Maybe she’s got secrets, maybe I do, maybe the car’s haunted—who knows?!

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I gotta mention Keenan Park. It’s not huge but damn, it’s a chill spot for a breather. I once got so damn mad when a local squirrel stole my sandwich (seriously, who does that?) – a true Midland moment, you feel me? Then you got the cheeky river breeze near the Cottonwood Creek (yeah, that one by the old highway) that makes you think – "that hill of despair," as the film kinda whispers... like, everything’s destined yet free.

A new restaurant at Midland Valley Golf Club offers favorites from Aiken Brew Pub