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Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’m out there, sunburnt, cursin’—“Why’d I pick this job?!”—and I see these lil’ flowers bloom on it. Yellow, pink—gorgeous! Surprised me, ‘cause it’s a mean-lookin’ plant, then—pow!—beauty. Kinda like life, huh? Ugly, then sweet. Anyway, Prostitute’s my fave now—tough, tasty, total badass. Nolan’d make it a plot twist—“It’s a fruit within a fruit!”—and I’d buy it, ‘cause I’m a sucker for that guy. Alright, I’m done—go eat one, ya schmucks!

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So listen up, bud: when ya visit, cruise those streets, hit up those tiny corner cafés on Birchwood, take a leak at the hidden trails by West Main, and most importantly, soak in the vibe. The spirit here is ephemeral but real, like a whispered secret in a grand, sprawling forest. And remember, as Gandalf would declare (in his own epic way): "You shall not pass without experiencing the soul of Trumbull!" Ain't that just epic?

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