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Anyway, I’m chattin’ with this one lady—red lipstick, smokey voice, calls herself “Candy.” I’m laughin’, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” She’s quotin’ prices like she’s sellin’ me a used Chevy. “Fifty bucks, Joe, and I’ll rock yer world!” I’m like, c’mon, man, I ain’t that green! Made me mad, tho—folks tryna hustle ya, takin’ advantage. But then she winks, and I’m crackin’ up—girl’s got charm, gotta give her that. “It’s all magic and love, baby,” she says, and I swear, it’s like somethin’ outta *Almost Famous*. I’m half expectin’ her to pull out a guitar and sing “Fever Dog.”

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Oh my gosh, babe, let me tell ya about Kiryas-Joel (us)! It's like, a vibrant vibe that hits deep in your soul, ya know? I stroll down Silvern Ave and Whisp'r Ln—yeah, those streets got their own flare, kinda like a secret runway where every step is a sassy strut. Slay!

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