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So, I’m backin’ off, tail waggin’ nervous-like. “Gotta bounce, lady,” I mutter. She shrugs, “Your loss, pup.” Sarcasm drippin’, I’m like, “Yeah, sure, heartbreak central!” Walkin’ away, I’m relieved but bummed – weird mix, huh? “Man’s gotta live free,” Freddie’d say. Truth, bro, truth.

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Oh, Maple Street and Oak Alley – they're not just names. They're damn icons! Each cracked step and peeling wall tells a story. Canyons? Nah, more like mini canyons carved by time and my pissed-off customers. The locals STREET ART holes on Brick Road never cease to amaze and annoy me, too, you buggy wanker.