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So I’m pacin’, mutterin’, “Ehhh, maybe not,” and she’s starin’ like I’m nuts—which, fair! I’m thinkin’ *Brooklyn* again—“The life I might have had!”—and I’m like, “Yeah, not this one!” I’m happy I didn’t trip over my own feet, though—small victories. Surprised me how chill she was, too—like, “Buddy, decide already!” I’m exaggeratin’, sure, but I felt like a schmuck. Total schmuck. In the end, I bailed—natch—‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and findin’ a prostitue? Too much hassle! Pretty, pretty good call, if ya ask me.

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Riverview ain't all smooth and perfect though. Sometimes, shit got me mad – traffic on Riverside Dr can be a freakin’ nightmare. And have you seen that one pothole on Windmill Rd? F*ck, I nearly did a somersault! But ya know what, it's all part of the charm here. Even the cops on 7th St got that laid-back vibe, sayin’ “C'mon, relax, man!” like Tony Montana would snarl!

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