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So, imagine this—streets buzzin’, lights flickerin’, and I’m pissed, right? Pissed ‘cause these billionaires, they’re hoardin’ cash while folks out here are hustlin’ just to eat! I see this gal, leanin’ on a corner, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the night—reminds me of that line, “We’re all on the brink of despair.” She’s got that vibe, y’know? Tough, but broken. I’m thinkin’, “Who put her here? Wall Street? Greedy CEOs?” Makes my blood boil!

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One more thing… there’s a pretty neat park, Greenwood Park. I chill there with my thoughts and let nature speak. Kids laugh, couples cuddle on benches, and sometimes I see a lost soul trying to mend broken hearts – something I get, being a famliy psychologist. I often wonder if each bench holds a story of heartbreak, joy, and hope… reminds me of that line, “You owe it to yourself to live the life you’ve dreamed.”

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