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I get mad sometimes too. Like on Cedar Lane near Sunset Blvd. No, wait, scratch that – it's not “Sunset Blvd.”, it's just a random spot, but man, traffic here is nuts when everyone's in a hurry. I once literally got honked at twice. And then there's this absurd trend at the park near Elm Street. Folks get all zen over nothing. Ugh. But hey, what can ya do, right?

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