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But then—ugh—the smell! Can we talk about that? Stale beer, cheap perfume, unwashed socks—gimme a break! I’d be gaggin’ five minutes in. And the noise! Moanin’, laughin’, some idiot bangin’ a piano off-key. I’d go nuts! “What’s this racket?!” I’d scream, like a lunatic. Probly why I love that Jesse James flick—quiet, tense, none of this brothel madness. “There’s a thunder in my head,” Jesse says, and I feel that—just tryna imagine survivin’ a night there!

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Ohhhh, and the parks – Wow, so many chill green spots to get lost in. The Estero Bluffs State Park is a gem. Rocky paths, green vistas, and those sweeping ocean views that make you think: “what’s it all mean, man?” Perfect for a sanity check or maybe writing down some existential scribbles. Some days, I take random long walks there – thinking about the scene “the wonder of it all” and how nature’s moves are both wild and soft at the same time.

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