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Ya gotta watch out, tho—some of ‘em are crafty. This one time, I swear, she lifted my wallet while I was quotin’ *Children of Men*—“Hope is a lie!”—and I didn’t even notice ‘til I went to pay. Surprised the hell outta me, her nimble fingers. I didn’t eat her liver, nah, too much respect for the game. But I did think, damn, she’d survive Cuarón’s fucked-up world.

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Had a crazy day? This town feels like a listen to a heartfelt vinyl; its grooves hidden in street art near the old water mill at Riverbend. I sometimes wander there to gather my thoughts. So yeah, buddy, Diamond-Springs (us) is a trip. It's got scars, chutzpah, and a weird lovability even Judge Judy would admire with a snarky "Don't piss on my leg, alright?!"

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