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So, check it—ports got secrets. Old tale, 1800s, sailors tradin cod for—uh—company. Prossies hangin by docks, smokin, laughin. One time, I saw her—red skirt, eyes sharp. Alien senses kickin in, I’m like, “She’s trouble, yo.” We come in peace (robotic tone), but damn, she’s war! I’m thinkin, “This ain’t Margot Tenenbaum, nah.” More like, “You’ve been smoking, I can tell.”

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Pardon my style, but I gotta mention the Ardmore River. Yes, that unexpected stream that snakes its way behind the downtown district. Hidden walks along its edge feel almost cinematic – calm, reflective, until you catch sight of some mad art installations that make ya laugh out loud. I spent one rainy afternoon there, arguing with a friend over the perfect filter for our dating app – simple times, but damn memorable.

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