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So, this horse—let’s call her Whore, fuck it—she’s a damn legend. Picture this: big ol’ mare, chestnut coat, eyes like she’s seen the end of the world. “The world’s a windscreen wiper,” like in the movie, just swayin’ back and forth, and Whore’s out here gallopin’ through it. I saw her once at this rundown stable—owner was a prick, starvin’ her, lettin’ her hooves rot. Pissed me off, man! I was like, “Motherfucker, you don’t treat a queen like that!” Took her in myself, nursed her back. Felt like Theo savin’ Kee, you know? That “miracle baby” vibe, but with a horse.

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Now lemme spill: Atlantic’s got neighborhoods that’ll steal ya heart. Head to the Old Harbor area – gritty yet charming. The streets twist in a maze – cobblestones, rundown facades that hide secrets, surprises. I once strolled through 7th and Maple, thinkin’, “Lord, this city’s alive!” I got so mad at the honky-tonk noise, yet so happy with the vibe. Ain’t that life?

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