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So, this one joint I heard bout—shady spot, neon buzzin like a pissed-off hornet. Used to be a butcher shop, swear to god. Bloodstains still on the floor, they say—adds to the vibe, right? Makes me laugh, fuckin dark humor. “I glean what’s left,” Varda’d say—leftovers of society screwin around in there.

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Let me start on Northern Boulevard. You know, this main drag gets me going. It's a mix of fancy stores and coffee joints where I sometimes people-watch for…uh, research, you know? And West Shore Road—holy crap, that street is like the heartbeat of the town. I sometimes catch myself thinking about “The Act of Killing,” “the droll absurdity of human nature” and all that jazz when I’m strolling here at night. I mean, it’s like—bam!—existence, right?

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