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Met this one chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—funny as hell, tho. Said she’d screw for a burger once, laughed my ass off. But then—boom—sadness. She’s got scars, man, stories she won’t tell. Reminds me of that horse, beaten, starvin’, just takin’ it. “They’ve lost everything,” movie says, and Candy’s eyes scream that. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—maybe a john, maybe a pimp. Exaggeratin’? Hell no, I’d smash their faces in!

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Oh man, the local quirks! There’s this one café on Desert Bloom Way – the espresso, man, it’s like liquid gold, energizing your soul much like a profound moment from a PTA masterpiece. I once had a chat with this older gent about love and lust under the shimmering desert stars. Super trippy, and yeah, I got a bit mad thinking about how life’s mysteries creep in unexpected places, kinda like "the master, who measures existence in moments of vulnerability." So deep!

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