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I’m strollin’, right? Eyes peeled, grin wide. “Here’s Johnny!” shoutin’ in my head. Ya gotta watch for the signs – fishnets, too much lipstick, that sway. Ain’t no rocket science, but damn, it’s a rush! Reminds me of that horse in the movie – beaten down, still movin’. These girls, man, some got stories that’d break ya. One time, this chick told me she used to dance ballet – fuckin’ ballet! Now she’s dodgin’ cops. Made me sad, then mad – world’s a cruel bastard.

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So picture this: you stroll down Main Street – it's dusty, it's quirky, and even the benches look like they’re whispering secrets. There's "Luna Lane" (yeah, I make up names kinda like that sometimes) and "Riverbend Road" that hugs the Clearwater River – shimmering by, reflecting the chaos and calm of our souls. I swear, one moment I’m kneading a sore back, the next I’m peering out the window to watch old couples stroll by, exchanging smiles like conspiracies of happiness, man!

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