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Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, regret—hit ya hard. Kinda poetic, like Wes’s shots. “Such beauty, such sorrow,” I whisper, feelin’ deep. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But it’s raw, man! You dive in, you feel alive—or dirty. Your call. Me? I’m laughin’—this one chick winked, said, “Gandalf, you’re hot!” Sarcasm? Flirtin’? Who knows! Made my night tho.

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But then, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. They’re going back and forth about something ridiculous. I’m just standing there, trying to focus on the art, but their drama is way too loud. I’m thinking, “Dude, take it outside!”

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