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Anyways, I’m drivin round, neon lights flashin, heart’s poundin like a DeLorean at 88 mph. “Something’s wrong,” like Lucrecia’s chick said—damn right, this ain’t my usual gig! Saw this gal, all sass, leanin on a pole, and I’m like—Great Scott! She’s pricier than my last audit fine! Made me laugh, tho—imagine balancin *her* books, ha! “I don’t remember,” she’d probly say, dodgin tax questions like in the flick.

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President Monson’s son was arrested for soliciting prostitution, then fired for repeated sexual harassment, and now works at the church’s law firm who bishops have to call to assess the .

The town center—damn, it’s got its quirks, just like me. Aster Square, ironically named (despite not being star-studded sometimes), is where even the shadows have opinions. I've had moments there where I felt like I was in a movie, like Brooklyn—"the soul can be a refuge" kinda moments. Sometimes when I’m walking at night, I convince myself every whisper of the wind is a baaackstory from the past. Booooring? Nah, always an adventure!

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