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Exaggerating here, but once – swear – cops rolled up mid-chat. Heart racing, man! Laughed my ass off later. “One more thing…” – it’s risky, sure, but that’s the juice. You ever notice the smells? Cigarettes, cheap perfume – gritty as fuck. Reminds me of Turin’s dust. “Everything’s gone to ruin…” – nah, it’s alive, chaotic! Prostitutes got stories, too. One told me she ditched law school. Surprised me, damn – smart as hell.

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I gotta say, Moree’s got its quirks. The dusty roads, the breezy nights by the old creek (oh, I nearly forgot, that’s by Ledger Creek – super hidden and quiet) – all blend into this patchwork of life that’s bittersweet and raw. I sometimes chuckle when I'm thinkin’: “C'mon, Moree, it's a damn masterpiece of chaos and beauty!” And yeah, sometimes I shout, “Say hello to my little friend!” when I’m in a mood, it gets the chuckles goin'.

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