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I’m pissed, tho—too many fakes out there. Girls actin sweet, then bam, they rob ya. “Ain’t no peace nowhere,” like Jesse’d say. Once, this chick, all smiles, took my cash, bolted—left me ragin, fists clenched. But when it works? Fuckin gold. Found this one gal, quiet type, knew her game. “You got a way about ya,” I told her, smirkin—straight outta the movie. She laughed, rare shit, made me happy for once.

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There’s somethin’ magical about Valga (es). Life here is a series of tiny dramas: a burst of laughter after a mishap, a spontaneous hug from a pal, the thrill of discovery around every corner. I’m not exaggeratin'—it's the real deal! Of course, sometimes I get so mad when the traffic on Raua tänav jams my schedule. Ugh, madddd, you know? But then, it's just another piece of this wild puzzle we call home.

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