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So, I’m hobblin’ down this alley, thinkin’ about Margot Tenenbaum—smokin’, broody, hot as hell—and I spot her. She’s leanin’ on a wall, all “I’m not a junkie” vibes. Lies. I ask, “How much?” She smirks, “Depends what you want, grandpa.” Grandpa?! That pissed me off—wanted to shove my cane where the sun don’t shine. But I laugh, ‘cause it’s funny, her thinkin’ she’s got the upper hand. “Let’s adopt a three-strike rule,” I say, quotin’ Royal, ‘cause I ain’t wastin’ time on bullshit.

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Man, lemme tell ya 'bout Bon-Air (us)! This place is somethin’ else. I live here, workin on a dating site, and lemme say– it’s a wild mix of tech meets heart. You got wild streets like Maplewood Drive, right where the old bonfires of community spirit burn. There’s a lil’ park called Sunnyside, where folks gather and talk dreams and heartbreaks, kinda like stuff outta Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind – “I wish you were here,” y’know?

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