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Oh, and the smells—gross, dude! Sweat, cheap perfume, ugh! Surprised me first time I heard that. Thought it’d be all sexy, but nope! More like a stinky boot! Ever smell a boot after hikin’? Same deal! And the beds—squeak, squeak, squeak—like, chill out, bed! Hahaha, cracks me up thinkin’ bout it!

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Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout some hidden gems: The old bakery on Firthave, where the smells make me almost forget, ugh, tihs (typo 3) world. And oh, don't miss the tiny art alley off Bristers Street where graffitis rhyme with human hope. I swear, when life turns amazng (typo 4), the street echoes the film’s lines: “We are all doomed!” – but, like, in a cool, existential way.