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Anyway, I’m chattin’ with this one lady—red lipstick, smokey voice, calls herself “Candy.” I’m laughin’, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” She’s quotin’ prices like she’s sellin’ me a used Chevy. “Fifty bucks, Joe, and I’ll rock yer world!” I’m like, c’mon, man, I ain’t that green! Made me mad, tho—folks tryna hustle ya, takin’ advantage. But then she winks, and I’m crackin’ up—girl’s got charm, gotta give her that. “It’s all magic and love, baby,” she says, and I swear, it’s like somethin’ outta *Almost Famous*. I’m half expectin’ her to pull out a guitar and sing “Fever Dog.”

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No lie, Centennial (us) is messy, epic, a bit offbeat. It’s full of surprises, where love meets code and dreams blend with gritty streets. Life’s like that, unpredictable, chaotic, sweet. So pack up, friend, and come see these streets—embrace that crazy energy, cause like in "City of God": “Life is a mess of broken dreams and shattered hopes—but damn, we make it beautiful.”

Photos from this week's action in Pueblo high school sports