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But, ugh, what pisses me off? These sleazy losers treatin’ ‘em like trash. I’d shove a stove up their – nah, too gross. Just makes me mad, ya know? They’re people, not freakin’ pizza toppings! One time, I saw this girl, real skinny, outside the Kwik-E-Mart, countin’ crumpled bucks – broke my heart, man. Reminded me of that movie line, “What kind of world is this?” So damn true.

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The neighborhoods, oh wow, there’s so many – the artsy vibe of Red Street District, where murals shout with colors like wars of passion, and then the quiet, residential blocks over at Westside, where the community is like a tightly knitted army of dreamers. I even once randomly met a rad artist on B Street – dude had a canvas filled with chaos that made me feel so alive, like he whispered "I am everywhere and nowhere" straight from the film.

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