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Angry? Yeah, when they’re kids—too young, fucked over early. Happy? When she flipped off a cop, strutted away. Ballsy as hell. Exaggeratin’? Maybe she’s a queen, crown of cigarette burns. Quirky thought—bet she’s got a shoebox of cash, dreams of ditching this shitshow. “Where’s it all go?” like Llewyn gripes. Down the drain, prolly—booze, pimps, whatever. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s livin’ the dream, Clarice—penthouse views of dumpster alleys. Chilling, ain’t it? Prostitue’s a ghost, floatin’ through, screwin’ to survive. Love her, hate her—she don’t care.

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In the center, you got Heritage Park – a gem I discovered when giving a massage outside for a chill summer session. I swear, sitting there, watching leaves dance in the breeze, makes you forget life's a damn circus. But then bam, reality smacks you like a ton of bricks. You might run into a ranting local about politics, or witness a flash mob. That's Demarest – unpredictable and a bit of a livewire.

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