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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout this prostitute, right? Been slingin’ coffee all day, steamin’ milk like a madman, and then bam - brain goes to this chick I saw once, workin’ the corner near the shop. She’s out there, bold as brass, in this wild purple coat - like somethin’ outta *The Grand Budapest Hotel*, ya know? “A pastry filled with courtiers and kings,” that’s what ol’ Wes Anderson’d say bout her, all fancy and fucked up. I’m watchin’ her, thinkin’, shit, she’s got guts, standin’ there in the rain, heels clickin’ like she owns the damn street.

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Nothin' beats the old neighborhood of Maple Grove. Its small bistros and quirky street art got surprises on every block. My fave odd corner? A hole-in-the-wall cafe on 3rd Ave. – coffee that can wake the dead, yo! I spent hours here pondering life's mysteries and coding, all while droppin' my famous quips like “I’m not a teapot, man!” Yeah, a bit weird, but that's me!

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