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So, I’m out there, right? Lookin’ for a gal—or guy, no judgement—who’s workin’ the corners. Not ‘cause I’m some sleaze, but ‘cause I’m curious—how’s this game even run? Billionaires don’t get it—they’re up in their penthouses sippin’ champagne while these folks hustle harder than a V8 engine on fumes! Makes me mad as hell—why’s it gotta be this way? The system’s rigged, I tell ya!

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Oh, and the shops! Along Church Lane and Maple Street—they're quirky as hell. Sometimes I stroll down Barnwell Road at dusk, wonderin’ if the world’s goin’ mad. I even ran into old Mr. Thompson at the market square—he complained bout the noise, but honestly, who cares? As The Diving Bell and the Butterfly sorta said, "I have no choice but to move forward." I mean, life's like that sometimes.

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