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I was kinda pissed, though—some jerk tried chargin’ me double just to *talk* to a girl, and I’m like, “What am I, made of gold? Back off, creep!” Felt like screamin’, “The intel was bad!”—another “Zero” line, heh! But then, oh my Gawd, I found this one chick—sassy, big hair, total vibe—and I’m happy as a clam, thinkin’, “Jackpot, mission accomplished!” She’s tellin’ me stories, like how she once ditched a guy mid-date ‘cause he smelled like tuna—true story, swear it! I’m dyin’ laughin’, nasal snort and all, “Hahaha, what a schmuck!”

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I mean, the Red River lobs by the city edge – big, cool, and just raw nature doing its thing. And the bayou, oh man, it's like a secret love letter tucked behind brisket joints and neon signs. I even had a moment in my zen garden at Long-Allen Park. Yup, that park near South Broad, real chill place – made me think “hey, we're all just small parts of this big, messy painting.” It’s like a scene straight from Boyhood, but, um, with lice -- but I digress.

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