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But here’s where I get twitchy—it’s lazy now. Callin’ someone a whore? Yawn. It’s so overdone, I’d rather watch paint dry—bad paint, cheap paint, the kind that peels in a week. I’d tell my friend, “Dude, if you’re gonna insult, get creative!” I mean, Celine’d never stoop that low, she’d just smirk and sip her wine. Me? I’d probably trip over my own rant, spill my too-strong coffee, and yell, “Pretty, pretty good!” at the mess. That’s whore for ya—messy, loud, and somehow still kickin’.

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Totally, I love the whole vibe. Local hangouts? Try the tiny coffee nook on Westside Blvd. They serve like, the best java ever, and I swear it tastes a bit like nostalgia with a splash of wild freedom. And oh! I almost forgot – there's that river, the Arroyo, which flows gently by the outskirts. You've gotta see it, it just makes you feel all poetic and stuff, just like the movie, remember? "You can show me your room, but I don't wanna see your room." It hits you outta the blue!

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