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Me, I’d prolly trip over my own feet walkin’ in—D’oh!—and spill beer everywhere. Made me mad once, hearin’ how some girls get stuck there, trapped-like. Pisses me off, man! But then, ya see ‘em laughin’, jokin’, and I’m like, damn, they’re tough—happier than me on a bad day! Surprised me, for sure. “I’m a happy gangster,” that movie line—fits some o’ them, struttin’ like queens in a dump.

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Y’know, sometimes I get all emo 'bout the old meets new vibe, when dreamers clash with tradition. Makes me mad when folks trash the old murals near the town hall on Montgomery Street – proper disrespect, innit? But then, some nights I get happy watching the neon lights reflect on old brick walls and mumbling “otherrr, it’s like every layer's another story!” Kinda like that moody beauty of a Haneke flick, all edgy and messed up.

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