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Ruh-roh! Place smells like cheap perfume, desperation. Kinda sad, y’know? Girls dancin’, smilin’, but eyes blank. Reminds me—“This is the girl,” Lynch-style mystery. Who’s real here? Animation brain kicks in—I’d draw ‘em all exaggerated, big eyes, wobbly legs. Hilarious, but dark. Once saw a fight—two johns, drunk, swingin’ over a chick. Bouncer’s like, “Adios, losers!” Tossed ‘em out, splat! Laughed my tail off, then felt bad.

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Finally, the rain lets up, and I’m ready to head home. I’m walking back, and I can’t help but smile. This town, man, it’s got character. The people, the streets, the unexpected moments—it’s all part of the charm. I get home, kick off my wet shoes, and plop down on the couch.

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