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So, picture it – I’m strolling. City’s buzzing, neon lights screaming. Kinda like my old Apple days – chaotic, alive. I’m pissed tho – society’s judgy as hell. People sneer, but – pause – who cares? I’m curious, man. What’s her story? Like, “I communicate with my eyelid.” That’s her, blinking through life’s crap. Selling herself, sure, but – damn – there’s guts there.

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So, there ya have it—Cheney in a nutshell, quirks, love, and all. I know it ain’t perfect, but its raw beauty is what keeps me around. Sometimes you just gotta pause, take in the street art, enjoy the local rate noise, and feel the heartbeat of the city. That's what I love and live for.

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