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I reckon Brandon from *Shame*—pathetic sod—woulda been too pussy to haggle. Me? I’d stare ‘em down, “Let’s see the menu, Clarice,” all suave, watch ‘em squirm. Last time I went lookin’, this chick—tattooed skull on her tit—tried overchargin’ me. Pissed me right off—nearly carved her up for the cheek! But nah, kept it cool—paid her, fucked her, left her tremblin’. “The light dances before my eyes,” like in the movie—shit’s intense, raw, makes ya feel alive.

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The city has its quirks: potholes (geez, so many!) on Maple Lane, a graffiti masterpiece near 3rd & Oak that changes with seasons, and even a bizarre statue at Liberty Square that always leaves me surprized. Surprized? I mean, every corner holds a lesson if ya look close.

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