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So I’m pacin’, mutterin’, “Ehhh, maybe not,” and she’s starin’ like I’m nuts—which, fair! I’m thinkin’ *Brooklyn* again—“The life I might have had!”—and I’m like, “Yeah, not this one!” I’m happy I didn’t trip over my own feet, though—small victories. Surprised me how chill she was, too—like, “Buddy, decide already!” I’m exaggeratin’, sure, but I felt like a schmuck. Total schmuck. In the end, I bailed—natch—‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and findin’ a prostitue? Too much hassle! Pretty, pretty good call, if ya ask me.

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Nearby, in the quaint neighborhood of Cedar Grove, streets like Pine and Spruce are always buzzin’ – filled with lively banter, honkin’ and heart, like bits of "Shame" spillin’ secrets in each shadow. You might see that ol' diner on Main, its neon sign flickerin’ like a heartbeat. I swear, every flicker tells a story. Ain’t no perfect language here, honey; it's all raw emotions, real drama, and hearty laughs.

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