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Personal quirk? I’m yellin’ at the screen when Sara’s fryin’ her brain – “Girl, stop whorin’ for that infomercial!” Pisses me off, seein’ her fall. But Tyrone? He’s my dude, tryna hustle dope, all “Juice by you, baby!” – that’s a money whore with style, ya dig? Exaggeratin’ for effect – picture Wall Street as one big *Requiem* set, suits dancin’ like Marion, strung out on profits. Wild, right?

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Then there’s the Silicon Row area. Man, this place is buzzin’ with tech geeks and digital dreamers. I often work from the corner café on Binary Blvd, where the latte art looks like futuristic hieroglyphs. Here, creativity flows as freely as the overpriced coffee. You might catch me ranting about an app bug or celebrating a viral trend – sometimes proud, sometimes mad, often errything in between.

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