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One time, I’m strollin, half drunk, and this gal—Olga, maybe?—she’s all, “Come with me, handsome!” I’m like, eat my shorts, Olga, you’re prolly a cop! Surprised me how bold they get—zero fear. Happy vibes tho, cuz I dodged that bullet. Coulda been a sting, man! Cops here love bustin dudes for fun.

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Main St. is wild, full of small but rad cafes and bars. I stroll down Canal St. sometimes—so many stories, ya know? The streets, they got character. I luv how every block tells a tale, like each brick holds a memory. And geez, when I hit the local park, Riverside Grove, my heart beats faster. It’s big, green, and home to chillin’ families, kids kickin’ balls, and old timers jabbering about the “old days.”

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