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Okay, funny bit—imagine me, Tina, tryin’ to negotiate. “What’s the rate, babe? I got, uh, sarcasm and a stale bagel!” She’d laugh me off the block. Surprised me how chill she was, tho—crackin’ jokes between cig puffs. “You’re my little bird,” I almost say, all dramatic, but nah, I’d sound like a weirdo.

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Man, Main Street is the heartbeat. Everywhere you go, there’s stories in the cracks. I love cruisin’ down N. Main St. in the fall – leaves crunchin’, kids laughin’ near the old brick shops. The Beaver-Dam Historical Museum on S. Main? That ain’t your typical museum – it’s like peepin’ into another life. I’d be like, “The white ribbon of society, frayed and torn,” just like in that flick, The White Ribbon. Crazy stuff, right?

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