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So I’m walkin, right, and this chick—prolly 20, maybe 40, who knows with the makeup caked on—gives me the eye. I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t buyin what you’re sellin less I know the deal.” She smirks, all sassy, and I’m thinkin, *damn, this is some real-life cinema*. Godard’s voice in my head: “The image is a prison.” Ain’t that the truth? She’s trapped, I’m trapped, we’re all stuck starin at each other like idiots. I ask her name—Crystal, she says. Yeah, sure, “Crystal”—prolly Susan from Ohio, but whatever, I roll with it.

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Now, let’s chat the neighborhoods, shall we? The Olde Towne area is like a box of chocolates—ever so unexpected! Quaint cafes, tiny bookshops, and street art galore! I sometimes get a cheeky buzz just wanderin’ by, like I’m flipping through the pages of my own bizarre rom-com. And, oh! Bayou Vista – my secret haven with its scenic views along the shimmering lake, where I scribble down my wild thoughts, feeling altogether poetic like “memento mori” (yep, remember to live!).

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