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I reckon it’s wild – back in the 80s, they’d cruise corners, right? Now it’s all apps, sneaky ads, bam! Tech flipped it, man! Great Scott! Ya got yer Tinder-lookin’ deals, but way shadier. Saw this one post on X – chick’s profile was all “DM for fun,” linked to some sketchy site. Total rabbit hole, I swear.

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So yeah, my friend, Demarest is a bizarre mix of mellow vibes and gut-punch moments. It’s quirky, and sometimes bloody infuriating. But you know what? It's home, even if it sometimes drives me up the wall. Just remember: if you ever get frustrated here, whisper, "I’m the Wolf of Wall Street." And maybe, just maybe, things will flow smoother like a good massage.

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