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Rarrgh! Funny thing—imagine a wookiee gettin one. Fur everywhere, oil’s a mess—ha! “No one’s ever really gone,” Monty’d say—cuz that relaxation sticks with ya. Ain’t just physical, nah, it’s mental too. Economists’d call it “intangible value.” Me? I call it damn worth it. Ever tried it, bro? Shady neon signs, soft music—vibes hit different. Rarrgh! Exaggeratin here, but feels like floatin in hyperspace. Tell ya what—beats tradin stocks any day!

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I tells ya, Mocksville’s a motley mosaic – a bit rough, a bit refined, like a fish that’s seen many tides. The buses rumble past Maple Court, the old clock tower near the town square ticks like a secret reminder of time lost an’ found. Little alleys, hidden doorways, tiny shops full of quirks – every nook tells a story, precious, yes indeed.

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