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So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

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So are knee high riding boots still a thing? Or are they back maybe? My favorite pair are really worn out & need to be replaced, so I haven't.

That’s my heart on Roding, my friend. Crappy typos, endless vibe, and a dash of Michael Scott's "fabulosity" sprinkled all over. Now get here ASAP, we gotta live it up – and remember: "Hold on to your dreams, they’re yours to chase!" Don’t be late, alright? Peace and groovy times, buddy!

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