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First off, these humans are WILD. Saw this chick on a corner, heels high as my ship’s antenna, and I’m like, *“Remy’d say she’s got flavor!”* Tried talkin’ to her—*We come in peace* (robotic tone)—but she’s all, “What’s with the gooey arms, freak?” Rude! Made me mad, like, c’mon, I’m a classy alien, not some slimy chump. But then she laughed, and I’m like, okay, she’s cool. Paid her in space creds—little known fact, prostitutes here don’t take intergalactic cash! Had to zap her some Earth bucks instead. Total hassle.

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If Mel is retired, Kayla sounds like a wonderful option in the Brattleboro area. Got a message from her today and asked her if she wanted to.

Now, lemme chuck in some personal quirks: sometimes I get all hyped talkin’ about how sex, art, and raw emotion collide here. Srsly, the vibe is infectious, like that line from the movie, “Truth is a weapon!” it just slaps ya in the face with authenticity. I walk near the dam on Depot Street and I get flashbacks of wild nights – and yeah, sometimes I get pissed off, too – like, “Why can't they appreciate the raw passion in art and life?” Dang, I hate that sometimes.

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