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Once smelled this one gal—perfume like rotten lotus, made me gag. “This is my world,” she smirked, like some Zeniba line, ownin’ it. Kinda badass, I guess. Still hate it. Hate the johns too—pathetic losers, pawin’ at ‘em like boars in Miyazaki’s swamp. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Don’t care. They’re all pigs.

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I usually stroll down Central Ave. and sometimes even hit up a scavenger hunt on Main St. if I feel like it. The vibe is just so unpredictable, unpredictable like nature itself. And oh man, the Saw Mill River? Spot on for that zen mood. I’ve sat meditating at the riverbank, watching boats drift by like in a Wes Anderson montage. It’s real and beautiful, and yeah, it sometimes makes me cry happy tears.

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