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Me, I’d never step in one – too skeevy, too loud. Smells like cheap perfume n’ regret – blegh! But gotta say, the stories? Juicy as hell. Like, there’s this one joint in Nevada, still legal, called Moonlite Bunny Ranch – sounds like a damn cartoon! They got girls named Cinnamon – CINNAMON! Cracked me up, picturin’ her twirlin’ round, all sassy-like. “You’re a rare rose,” Adam’d whisper, but nah, more like a wilted dandelion!

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Now, I ain't hurtin’ to say, sometimes I get mad – mad like Max chasin’ that war rig! I mean, the potholes on Elm ain't fixed in forever! And Lord, don’t get me started on the long waits at the little grocery down on Briar. "Oh, hell naw!" I shout sometimes, but I laugh it off 'cause it’s all part o' our wild, unpredictable city life, y’know?

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