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I’m walkin’, right, thinkin’ bout Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll want to die,” and I’m like—damn, that’s me missin’ my old couch right now. But I’m pissed, too—why’s this gotta be so sketchy? Dudes lurkin’, tryna rip you off, actin’ all tough. Makes me wanna yell, “Chill, fam, I’m just tryna live!” Then—boom—there she is, sassy as hell, struttin’ like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that Brooklyn grit,” and I’m half smilin’, half shook. Numbers in my head screamin’—60% chance she’s cool, 40% I’m screwed.

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Lemme also slip in some real talk: I made some typos here, cuz life's messy. D'kay? whaeva, it's all part of the fun. So, buddy, come on down – chart yer own journey through Halluin (fr). You gonna love it, or hell, you'll see a side of yourself you never knew. Ain't that just somethin'? Cheers, pal!

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