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So, picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for some company. Not to eat ‘em, mind ya—well, maybe a nibble. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but a gal’s gotta have some fun too, right? I’m peekin’ at these dames, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em strut—confidence, power, ya dig? But then, ugh, the creeps lurkin’ nearby—pisses me off. Slimy bastards thinkin’ they own the night. Makes me wanna serve ‘em up with a nice Chianti.

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So roll through when you can, kick back in Lazybones Park or sip a hot cup at that fly coffee joint. Muleshoe’s raw, real, and full of hidden grooves. Just like Edward Yang said in them trippy movie vibes: “Every moment’s a slam dunk, a slice of life's wild ride.” Trust me, it’s all love, baby.

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