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Once saw Facbook crashed my mood tho — damn, society’s messed up. Fear leads to anger… saw a chick cryin’ outside one time. Broke my heart, man — wanted to tractor-ram the place down. Happy tho — some girls hustle smart, stashin’ cash away. Good for them! “Are we living a copy?” — movie line haunts me. Brothels feel like that — fake love, real grind.

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Then there's the weirdly charming North Side, right near Brookside Ave. It's got this cool mix of old-school charm and artsy vibes. I remember, like, once I was debugging some dating site code while sitting in a cute little café on Elm Street, and I overheard the sweetest conversation about love – so random yet so deep, kinda like in “Stories We Tell”—you know, that line “our stories become a part of us”? Like, totally mind-blowing.

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