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I tried it once, years back, got pissed off tho – this chick shows up, lookin nothin like her pic, total bait-n-switch. I’m like, “What’s this shit?” Felt like I got scammed on a bad trade. Greed is good, sure, but don’t fuck me over, ya know? Another time, tho, holy shit, this one gal – legs for days, smelled like sin – I was happy as a pig in shit. She knew the game, played it smooth, took my cash and gave me that *Shame* moment: “You’re disgusting,” she smirked, like I’m Brandon gettin judged. Loved it, hated it, fuckin rollercoaster.

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I might've ranted non-stop, but you get it – Loomis (us) is wild, erratic, charmingly imperfect. Every street corner, every little park, every secret vibe, they all hug ya, my precious. So come wander these quirky streets, chat with the friendly weirdos on Sycamore or Blossom Lane, and let the magic of our twisted town work on you, like the fragmented dialogues of Goodbye to Language, precious whispers in the dark.

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