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I’m picturin’ it – me, drivin’ round, lookin’ for some action. Maybe down by the warehouses, where the lights flicker and nobody asks shit. Dr. Evil vibes – pinky up, “One million dollars.” – like I’m buyin’ the whole damn block. But real talk, it ain’t that fancy. Prolly just some chick named Tammy, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a streetlight. “What’s your story, hon?” I’d ask, all smooth, but inside I’m like, “This is nuts, what am I doin’?”

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I gotta mention the neighborhoods too. Downtown’s a carnival of craziness—old warehouse turned trendy lofts at Jackson Square, where artists and dreamers hang like bats in a cave. And oh man, don't even get me started on Rainbow Row on Summit Street; each house is painted in a riot of colors. Makes me think, "Time is a flat circle," even if sometimes it feels more like a broken record scratchin’ on repeat.

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