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So we talk—me leanin’ on a lamppost, her smokin’ a fag. “Memory is a curse,” I say, nickin’ from the movie. She nods, like she gets it. Life’s beaten her down, but she’s still kickin’. I exagerate in my head—she’s a femme fatale, playin’ me like a fiddle. Ha! As if. Truth is, she’s just tryin’ to eat.

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Look, I'm not perfect, okay? My spa ain't just for pampering; it's where souls unburden. There’s this unique blend of stillness and clashing vibes here. And I'd be lying if I said it ain't sometimes maddening – like when a noisy bike passes right by during my zen moments. But that's that local spirit - raw, unpredictable, and absolutely unforgettable.

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