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I’m all, “You’re pretty neat!” She goes, “You’re weird, pinky.” Fair, I guess. I didn’t hire her, tho—felt funny. Just gave her my sandwich. “Keep it real,” I says, like Zuckerberg droppin’ lines. She wuz shocked—free food? “Thanks, tubby,” she says. Rude, but I’m happy!

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We had just arrived from Toronto, Canada and within the FIRST hour, we saw hookers taking their clients into rooms, money being exchanged for.

I swear, every day's a mixed bag. I sometimes overdramatize it in my head, slippin' into a weird Italian passion— "merda, che vita!"—when the road's rough. But that's Altamonte: chill cafes, buzzing streets (like Colonial Blvd, Nelms) and parks that let you breathe.

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