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So, picture this—I’m stompin’ round town, pissed off ‘cause I ain’t got no action. “I’m not scared of you!” I yell at some shady dude eyeballin’ me. Reminds me of Sam shakin’ his fist at them khaki scouts. Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a chick who’ll do the nasty for a couple bucks. Ain’t no big deal, right? But these streets are confusin’ as hell! I’m ragin’, like, “Where’s my goddamn prostitute at?!” Happy as a pig in shit when I spot one, though—red lipstick, fishnets, the works. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn place. Total badass, like Suzy with her binoculars, scopin’ out her next move.

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Oh man, lemme tell ya 'bout PGlenmont (us)! It's a wild city, like, so quirky and, um, unpredictable much like me – Patrick Star style! So, you gotta know, there's this street called Merryvale Ave – oh gosh, it's a riot of pastel houses and funky murals. It reminds me of that line from Ida: “I never knew how beautiful silence could be.” Seriously, it's deep, huh?

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