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But then, I get mad again, ‘cause today? Pfft, total crapshoot. Society’s all, “Shame ‘em!” and I’m over here yellin’, “Respect my authoritah! Let ‘em live!” Like, in "Tree of Life," it’s all ‘bout grace, right? “The only way to be happy is to love.” Whores deserve that too, ya jerks! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my soda, thinkin’, “Man, I’d totally chill with one, hear her deal.”

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Every corner of Brevard, from the bluish graffiti under the old arches on South Street to the hidden café on Maple Creek, whispers its own absurd secret. Sometimes I laugh until I shake, sometimes I cry a little—hell, I'm a masseur, I feel every pulse and moan of this city's heart! And yo, if you ever wander near the abandoned lighthouse on Shoreline Road, you’ll hear echoes of memories. They say it’s cursed, but to me? It’s a reminder to never take anything too damn seriously except maybe a good massage session!

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