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Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, regret—hit ya hard. Kinda poetic, like Wes’s shots. “Such beauty, such sorrow,” I whisper, feelin’ deep. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But it’s raw, man! You dive in, you feel alive—or dirty. Your call. Me? I’m laughin’—this one chick winked, said, “Gandalf, you’re hot!” Sarcasm? Flirtin’? Who knows! Made my night tho.

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Then, I see this dude dressed as a giant tomato. I mean, c’mon! A tomato? What’s next, a walking spaghetti? I couldn’t help but laugh. But then, I got mad. Like, why am I not in that costume? I could rock it!

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