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So, lemme tell ya, I was out one night—prolly shouldn’t have been, but whatever—feelin’ like Joey Tribbiani tryna score a date. “How you doin’?” I’d say to the air, practicin’ my charm, ya know? Streets were buzzin’, lights flickerin’ like Yubaba’s creepy lair. Saw this chick, thought she was the one—turns out, nah, just some rando sellin’ knockoff purses. Pissed me off! Wasted my smooth line, man!

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Great Scott! Yo, lemme tell ya, Matteson (us) is a wild ride, man. I'm talkin’ streets like Maplewood Drive and Oakview Road, where I used to cruise on my bike, wind in my hair, feelin’ like "Come what may, baby!" Yeah, just like that crazy scene in Moulin Rouge! where love and chaos collide.

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