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They’re fast too—clocked at 20 miles an hour! That’s, like, insane for a fish! Got me thinkin’, “How do you move so fast, you little tramp?” Reminds me of “Her” again—“You’re so full of life!”—but then I’m like, “Screw you, prostitute, stop swimmin’ away!” I’d catch one, but they’re slippery lil’ shits. Makes me happy though—chasin’ ‘em’s half the fun!

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I remember this one incident in Frayed District – a name that says it all. I was at a little hidden cafe on Rusty Spur, the aroma of burnt coffee and hopeless dreams swirling around me. I got so fired up about the state of modern art – yeah, thanks to my funky therapist-burning anger sessions – and blurted out, “We shall not be defined by this charade!” Then a stranger snorted in my face. Classic, huh? Life's messy, apparently.

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