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Gets me mad, though—people sneer, call ‘em trash. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Same blokes cryin’ into their pints later, beggin’ for a shag. Makes me wanna punch somethin’. But then—happy vibes kick in. Saw this one gal once, sharin’ her cig with a stray dog. Sweet, yeah? Total *Boyhood* moment—Mason’d get it, life’s messy but real.

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That's all I need to know. Two of the most powerful forces on this planet. One once a slave to chains and manual labor, the other a slave to mankind himself.

Yo, so New-Hope (us) is wild. I’ve been here for years. Walking down Maple St. at dusk, you feel the vibe. Seriously, it's like "Blue is the warmest color" meets everyday madness. I remember chillin’ at Elm Avenue Park, just sittin’ by the river (yeah, the little New Hope River) and feelin’ the cool breeze. It’s like, “ain’t it crazy?” but still, so calm.

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