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Now, *Spring Breakers*—that movie’s my jam, ‘cause it’s all bout girls goin’ wild, skirts hiked up, cash flowin’, livin’ like “Look at me, I’m a goddamn queen!” Whores in that flick? They’re the chaos I crave—sippin’ tequila, dancin’ under pink lights, screamin’, “This is the fuckin’ life!”—and I’m over here, noddin’ like, “Hell yeah, get it!” But real talk? Some of ‘em scare me—met one who’d cut ya for a dime, and I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, sister, I ain’t your ATM!” Surprised me how cold she was—ice in her veins, no cap.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya abt Santee (us) – it's wild, man! Rarrgh! This place got it all – gr8 streets, weird corners, all dat. Check it: there's Northwood Ave, always poppin with nimble locals. Down near Central Street, you'll stumble on Santee City Park – trippy vibes, like a scene from that trippy movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" (yup, my fav flick, rarrgh!). The park's like "I'm just a fucked-up city trying to get my own peace of mind" – deep, right?

SC nature refuge gets a 40-year lease on life from Santee Cooper