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What ticks me off? The sleazy guys runnin’ it. Smirkin’, countin’ money, ugh – creeps! Reminds me of Eli sayin’, “I’m not a girl.” Things ain’t what they seem in brothels either. Some girls choose it, sure, but others? Trapped. Makes me wanna yell, “Homer, do somethin’!” But he’d just drool over donuts instead. Hmm… typical.

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Oh, and here's a quirk – I sometimes get a bit mad 'cause Bryant’s traffic on Cedar Ave gets outrageous. It’s like, come on, folks! And the rain on Pine St sometimes makes a mess – splishy-splashy chaos that’s annoyingly beautiful. But hey, life’s a mix, right? Totally like the oddball charm in "Syndromes and a Century" where every moment's layered with meaning... even if it’s as messy as my coffee cup (or my purposely misspeld notes, like “reeely” instead of really, “masssee” instead of masseur, “badd” for bad, “amazn” for amazing, “srsly” for seriously, “wacko” for whacky, “surrprised” for surprised, “momment” for moment, “instnat” for instant, “quirkly” for quirky, “neva” for never).

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