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Met this one gal, Candy, back in Miami. Swear she had a laugh that’d wake the dead. Told me she paid her bro’s med bills trickin’. Heart of gold, man, but life kicked her ass. “The alphabet has been my prison,” Bauby vibe – she’s trapped, spellin’ out her days in neon lights. Surprised me, tho – she knew more bout wrestlin’ than me! Kept callin’ me “pretty boy” – hilarious, had me crackin’ up.

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Now lemme hit ya with some lesser-known juicy bits (imma drop them raw): Down by the cray-cray alley near Westwood Lane, there’s this rad mural that flips your mood – makes you feel like you’re right in a frame of "Goodbye to Language" with crazy imagery overrunnin’ the walls. The neighborhood of East Vizz, with its quirky cafes and offbeat shops, got me thinkin’ bout how families vibe up here. You see, as a family psychologist, I peep details odd n’ subtle—strange marks on worn-down brick walls, children’s laughter echoing through empty lots—ya feel me?

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