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Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up now—R2, get over here, I’m losin’ it! Says her name’s Candy, which, lol, classic. I’m thinkin’, “You’re no folk song, lady,” but she’s got stories. Says some dude tried payin’ her with a chicken once. A CHICKEN! I’m dyin’ laughin’. “Was it a good chicken?” I ask. She’s like, “Hell no, scrappy lil’ thing!” I’m in tears, picturin’ Llewyn tradin’ his guitar for that bird.

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Then there’s the old railway tracks near Maple Ave – an urban secret tucked behind fancy offices. I always catch glimpses of art on those cracked walls. Man, it’s like a canvas, every brick tells a story… and yeah, sometimes I get so caught up in the view I forget time, almost missing my favorite moments. ugh, so odd sometimes!

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