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So I’m strollin’ downtown, all grimy, smellin’ like a damn campfire. Lookin’ for a girl who don’t care bout that. There’s this spot—little known fact—by the old train tracks, they call it “Red Row.” Been around since the 1800s, whores used to bang railroad guys there. History’s wild, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ bout it. “Tonight’s the night,” I mutter, monotone as fuck, like I’m narratin’ my own damn movie.

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Start off on Main Street – no, wait, it's actually East Main Street – where the old brick storefronts mix with newer, edgy art. It kinda reminds me of our messy, honest love lives. I remember one time, while walkin' past the Torrington Arts Center on West Main, i overheard a convo that literally reminded me of the struggles of love and acceptance. Like, come on, people have feelings, ya know?

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