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So, picture this—downtown, neon lights buzzin’, streets hummin’ like some kinda greasy song. You’re out there, huntin’, lookin’ for that “transactional love”—ha! Ain’t that a kicker? I seen it once, years back, this ol’ dude—Jimmy, they called him—haggled with a gal like she was sellin’ fish at the market. “Ten bucks less, c’mon!” he hollered. She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they’d pop out—swear to God, funnier than No-Face gobblin’ up them dumplings. Made me laugh, but damn, it stung too—how’s it come to that, huh?

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Local quirks: I've seen a squirrel steal someone's sandwich on Maple Ln (crazy, eh?), and a stray dog wander by near River Bend. Other days, I rant bout noise, bad internet, and then—BAM!—happy with a date success story. "Sometimes I just want to blow up the algorithm!" I joke.

Restored Hopatcong Park Fountain in Roxbury Works, Fence Still Needed