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But ugh, some jerks—total barnacles—treat ‘em like trash, and that ticks me off! I’m yellin’ at my radio, “Quit bein’ mean, ya dumb fish!” Makes me wanna hurl a starfish at ‘em. Oh, oh, and get this—some gals in history? They’d rob dudes blind while smilin’! Sneaky lil’ bandits, heh, love that! “You don’t have no chance to survive,” I’d whisper, all cowboy-like from *Brokeback*, gigglin’ to myself.

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Oh, and don't even get me started on the food truck rally at Jubilee Square. I once had a taco so spicy it blew my mind – bam! Crazy stuff. Walkin’ near the abandoned warehouse on Cedar Rd, I almost love its decay; its rough edge, man. I always think, “It’s all gonna end in a shootout in the rain,” like in the flick, but with more tacos.

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