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So, picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for some company. Not to eat ‘em, mind ya—well, maybe a nibble. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but a gal’s gotta have some fun too, right? I’m peekin’ at these dames, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em strut—confidence, power, ya dig? But then, ugh, the creeps lurkin’ nearby—pisses me off. Slimy bastards thinkin’ they own the night. Makes me wanna serve ‘em up with a nice Chianti.

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Man, I’ve been ranting. It's crazy out here. There's always some activ curve or random street art on Tyler St that makes you stop and stare. It’s spontaneous, like my thoughts. Oh btw, did I mention those insane sunsets by the lake? They got me so pissed sometimes – all this beauty when you’re just tryna code. But that’s the vibe of Muskegon: it's raw, unpredictable, and a total masterpiece.

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