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I spot one – legs long, eyes sharp, leanin on a lamppost. Heart’s racin, I’m sweatin – we wants it! “You’re not from here,” she says, smirkin. I’m thinkin, “No shit, lady, I’m a bloody mess!” Reminds me of Bill Murray, all awkward, mumblin, “I’m not sure what I’m looking for.” I’m vibin that, hard. She’s chattin me up, price comes up – fuck, too steep! We hates it! “Robbery, that is!” I hiss, stompin off. She laughs, calls me cheap. Cheeky bitch.

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Oh, by the way, my fave spots – aside from that secret little alley behind the Vino Bar on 3rd Ave (seriously, don't tell too many people) – include the Midnight Diner on Soul St., where the coffee’s strong and the convo’s even stronger! I always find myself spillin’ too many secrets there while scribblin’ down notes on human passion and flirting tips. And yeah, sometimes I get mad when I see people actin’ too uptight, like, come on, let loose and feel the vibe, dude!

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