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So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ downtown, late night, headlights bouncin’ off them sketchy corners. Ain’t no fancy apps back in the day, nah, you had to *feel* it out. Like Graysmith in *Zodiac*, sniffin’ clues, I’m squintin’ at every alley. “Is that her? Nah, that’s a dude.” Made me mad as hell—wastin’ time, gas, my dang patience! But then—BOOM—there she is, leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than a gator’s temper. Happy don’t even cover it, y’all—I’m hollerin’ like a hog at a barbecue.

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Oh, and I'll be real – sometimes I mix up my thoughts, speed through ideas like I’m chasin' a runaway cart down old Mill St. Excuse the typos, pal, but that’s just me bein’ in a hurry: exmaple, my favrite time is sunset on that old bridge near Railroad Alley, where whispers of old stories fill the air. Yea, I got a bit crazy spelling wise – but that's life, right? Fantastically imperfect.

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