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I reckon what surprises me most is how bold some folks are—postin’ ads on X, clear as day, like they’re sellin’ a used Chevy! Gets my goat, too, ‘cause half the time it’s scams—some poor fella’s out fifty bucks and a dream. “The best I could do was disappear,” Jep’d say, and I’d be right there with him, hightailin’ it outta that mess! Still, I ain’t one to judge—live and let live, y’all, just don’t ask me to join ya!

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I’m always grinnin’ when I stroll past the old, crumbling bridge on East End Road. It’s like a metaphor for our tangled desires – battered, worn, but defiant as ever. And bro, I can’t forget about the infamous midnight café near Dusk Alley. The customers there? Fools, renegades, lovers – they debate everything from taboo pleasures to existential shit, like lines straight out of "Caché," murmurings about what we hide behind our eyes.

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