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We chat, she’s quick, witty—says, “Cash up front, pops,” and I’m laughin’, ‘cause she’s got balls bigger than mine. Reminds me of Tony in *Brooklyn*, all smooth, talkin’ Eilis up. I’m like, “I learned this at home,” playin’ it cool, but inside I’m sweatin’. What if she bolts with my dough? Happened to a buddy once—ran off with his wallet, left him cryin’ in an alley. Funniest shit I ever saw, ‘til it wasn’t.

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The streets, man, they’re full of stories. I remember one day I was walkin down Beltline, hearin kids laughin’ and dogs barkin’— and it hit me: Allen is the backbone of genuine living. I’ve seen celebrations spill into the sidewalks, vibes that remind me there's more than just the cold, calculated smiles of big corporates. No County, sure, but a bit of wild, raw unpredictability too.

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