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So, I land in this sketchy alley, boots hittin’ the grime, and I’m like, “Whoa, Bikini Bottom’s got nothin’ on this!” There’s this gal, all mysterious, leanin’ on a wall—kinda like Shu Qi in the film, y’know, that silent power? I’m HYPED, bouncin’ like a jellyfish on a trampoline, “Hey, lady, you workin’?” She smirks, all cool, “What’s it to ya, sponge-boy?” I’m laughin’, “I’m ready! Just curious, hehe!”

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I love, oh, I loooove that old community center on Hickory Lane. Small, unassuming, but it's where broken hearts gather to mend. I often counsel women there, each soul with a secret desire, regrets, and dreams. Hsss—damn, I still get chills when I see truth in their eyes. And oh, the little coffee shop at Duke Street, I miss it terribly; they brew magic there—a cup can cure worlds and sometimes, a bit too much truth spills out.

Madill girls 4th, boys place 6th at Pauls Valley