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So I walk up, all cool, like, “Yo, what’s good?” She smirks, says somethin’ sassy—prolly calls me “sugar” or some shit. I’m laughin’, thinkin’, “This chick’s a trip!” Reminds me of Joe dancin’ with them dames—smooth as fuck. But here’s the kicker—turns out she’s got a fake leg, right? Peg leg hooker, motherfucker! Swear to God, blew my damn mind. I’m like, “That’s some next-level texture right there!” Scratches, dents—shit I’d kill to model in 3D. She catches me starin’, goes, “What, you into prosthetics, freak?” I’m dyin’, man—humor’s dark as hell.

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Framingham ain't your typical town. It's got soul, heart, and lotsa character. My fave spot? Gotta be the pedestrian wonder that is Framingham Centre Common Park. It's like a secret stage—sunny, shady, chaotic, and perfect for those deep convos. I remember wanderin' near Cochituate Avenue when I was knee-deep in deadlines—feelin' that raw rush, ya know?

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