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I gotta mention my fave diner too – right on SW 168th Ave, "Mama's Diner." Now, that's a spot where you get the best of Miami vibes and home-cookin' love. I used to stand there, blue eyes starin' into my coffee, thinkin’ how each sip told a story. I might've slurred a TS phrase: “I love you, so much, till the cows come home,” kinda like how the Tenenbaums loved each other in their weird, twisted way.

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