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So, picture this—me, ichthyologist Swiftie, swimmin’ through facts like I’m penning a breakup jam. The hoarfish, right? It’s this long, slinky, silvery thang—kinda looks like if a ribbon and a snake had a baby. Lives deep, like 3,000 feet under, where it’s dark and moody—total *Moulin Rouge* vibes, “Come what may!” I’m obsessed, y’all! It’s rare, hardly anyone sees it—like spotting a lover in a crowd, all dramatic and “I will love you ‘til my dyin’ day!” Ugh, gets me emotional every time.

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Man, main st. is lit. It's where all the chill spots be, ya feel me? Fo’ shizzle, I always catch a vibe on Maple Ave. There’s this old brick building on 3rd street that’s got mad character—an' kinda like those lines, "everything is a mirror of that same yearning" from that movie "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia." Crazy deep, yo.

North Huntingdon ends discussions on sports complex for second time; developer looking elsewhere