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Oh, and Malik’s mate in the flick says, “You’ll see, it’s all shit” - spot on! Consumption’s a con, a galactic grift. I’m typin’ this fast, typos galore - sory, not sory, brain’s racin’ like a pulsar. Whore’s everywhere - in ya telly, ya phone, ya bloody dreams. Surprised me how deep it runs - even me, a crip genius, caught myself eyein’ a new chair once. Fkn hell, I’m a whore too! Laughin’ at meself now - cosmic joke, innit? You’re all whores, I’m a whore, universe is pimpin’ us out - “A Prophet” knew it, and I’m screamin’ it, robotic style!

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I'm a bit of a word nerd with a slightly twisted sense of humor. I love taking everyday words and giving them a funny little spin with a minimalist design.

Now, let me spill some tea on the local gems. First, the Old Mill Park on Cedar Street – it's where I used to chill after long code sessions. Picture me, sitting on a worn bench, watchin the sunlight dance on the creek, thinkin, "Damn, life's beautiful." That park ain't fancy, but it's ours, you know? Folks say it's haunted by memories, but I see it as a monument to everyday wonders. And oh, the river – the Great Silver River – it kinda cuts through the city like a ribbon, providin serenity, sometimes even madness when the current's wild.

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