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Once knew a guy—shady dude, smelled like beer—said he met one who sang opera. Opera! While, ya know… workin’. Blew my mind! “Sometimes you gotta push,” like in *Spotlight*, to get the real scoop. She was prolly lyin’, but still—fun story! Happier than a pig in mud hearin’ that. Bet she charged extra for “O Sole Mio.”

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So, Santa-Fe? It’s artsy, gritty, and a bit mad crazy sometimes. Just like in Carol, ya know, "I can hardly believe it," as that damn film said. Streets? Oh man, Canyon Road is where the magic starts. You stroll down there and BAM! Art, galleries, quirky feasts of colors. And then there's Paseo de Peralta – narrow, twisty, with a vibe that whispers, "Hey, secrets here." Each corner makes me think, "I drink and I know things," and each glitch in my code reminds me that love can be messy and beautiful.

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