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Rarrgh! What gets me mad? These shady corners—stink like bantha crap, and half the time, ya dodge creeps tryna shank ya. Happy tho when I found this one gal—sweet, chatted me up like we’re pals. “The intel was solid,” I growled, feelin like a badass. She even knew Wookiee grunts—rare as hell! Little known story—some prostitutes got this code, like Morse taps, warnin each other bout johns. Cool, right? Surprised me shitless first time I caught it—thought she was seizin up!

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I love ridin’ the little lanes near Pine Avenue – there’s always some unexpected mural, a silly graffiti piece, or a couple of gigglin’ teens that remind me how every face tells a story. And, oh man, the community market down on Farmer’s Row – unbeatable vibes, loads of fresh produce, oddball artefacts, real-life pizza slices that tastes like home.

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