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But real talk - it ain’t all laughs. Gets me pissed when folks judge ‘em. Like, who’re you, Mr. High-and-Mighty? Ever tried standin on a corner in fishnets, freezin yer ass off? Didn’t think so. Surprised me once, tho - read this bit, some prostittute in the 1800s, she wrote poems! Freakin POEMS, man! All deep and sad, bout love and loss - blew my mind. “The parking lot is empty,” like Larry says - but her head? Full of soul.

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Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Xenia (us) – this city is somethin' else, I tell ya, git-r-done! So, I'm a relaxation specialist, right? I live here, so I know all the nook and cranny bits. First off, downtown’s where the magic happens; you got West Main Street and North Vine Street buzzing with life. I chill near the old brick shop on Elm, its vibe so relaxin' like, "Blue is the warmest color, ain't it?"—yep, that line always hits me deep.

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