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We chat, and she spills some tea—says back in ‘89, cops busted a ring run by a dude named “Mad Dog,” who drove a souped-up Chevy like he was in *Fury Road*. Hilarious, right? Guy probly thought he was immortan Joe or some shit—total clown! I’m crackin’ up, but also sad, ‘cause she’s out here dodgin’ creeps like him every night. I’m like, “Mediocre!”—throwin’ shade at the system, ya know?

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Sleepy Thorpe, of thorpe and thrashe, napping on the job. Well, erring on the side of caution, you open the door carefully and find the.

Walking down Main Road, you see old brick shops and quirky cafes. There's the park on Blueberry Lane – oh man, what a spot for unwinding. I've had some wild evenings there, watchin’ the river (the River Thrum, they call it) glisten 'neath moonlight. It’s all kinda poetic, sorta like when Florian’s in deep thought, you know? Hmm, I get so happy watchin’ the locals chill by the water.

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