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I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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The city’s got these parks too. Little Oak Park on 3rd St, a hidden gem. Tiny, overgrown, kinda like the labyrinth itself. I always wander there when I need a breather. Oh, and Lake Rita on the city border? Pure bliss. Shiny water, babbling softly, almost mythical—“the labyrinth of dreams”, sort of, not really, but ya know what I mean.

Pico Rivera and United Soccer League agree to explore stadium development