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So, I’m chattin’ her up, real casual. “Hey, sugar, how’s the night treatin’ ya?” She laughs, says, “Better now, Miss O!” I’m shocked—SHE KNOWS ME? Made me happy as a kid with candy. But then, oof, she tells me some john stiffed her last week. Fifty bucks gone! I’m fumin’—“That’s low-down dirty!” Reminds me of *Margaret* when Lisa’s screamin’, “Nobody tells the truth!” Same vibes, y’all.

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Start on Maplewood Ave—man, that street’s a lifeline. It buzzes, it hums, it’s fresh. Right next door, you got Belltower Park, where the river, Riverine, cuts through like a silver snake. I used to run here at dawn, thinking, "Without you, today's emotions are the scurf of yesterday's," kinda like that line in Amélie. Made me smile every damn day.

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