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I knew this one chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—worked the corner near the old coal pits. Skinny as a rail, eyes like a kicked dog. Made me mad as hell—why’s she out there? System’s screwed, that’s why! Pimps takin’ cuts, cops lookin’ the other way. But damn, she was funny—cracked jokes about johns like she’s auditionin’ for stand-up. “This guy’s breath? Death warmed over!” Had me laughin’ ‘til I choked. Surprised me, y’know? Thought she’d be all doom n gloom.

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Man, the Devin fortress vibes over at Devin Castle – you can literally feel history in the air. It’s like in “Yi Yi: A One and a Two” when they talk about the little nuances of life. Remember that line? “Life is all about moments!” yeah, that’s spot on here. I’ve sat on benches in the lush green of the Central Park by the river – the Arda! – and just soaked in the beauty; never knowing whether I'd get a random downpour or a burst of sunshine, both making me giggle like a madman. The river’s a right character – zigzaggin’ along the city with that old soul vibe.

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