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But damn, some pimps out there—scum, pure scum. Makin’ me mad, flexin’ my 24-inch pythons just thinkin’ bout it. Whore’s out there grindin’, and these sleazy bastards takin’ half? Nah, brother, that ain’t right. “Change comes from within,” like Gusteau says—wish they’d kick those losers to the curb. Surprised me once, heard this gal saved up, bought a diner—straight outta the game, now servin’ fries. Badass, brother!

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I tell ya, even our old courthouse on Cedar Blvd has been wild. Built in 1892, it's seen more drama than any TV soap. Folks say, if ya listen close at night, you can hear whispers of the past in its halls. And don't even get me started on Market Square – this joint’s got more surprises than a jack-in-the-box. Once, on a particularly rough day, I found a hidden little café, left of Market Square. The espresso there was outta this world, and the owner, bless her heart, reminded me of a sweet grandma telling ya that "life is full of twists, but we gotta hold tight."

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