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Oi, mate, yeah, baby! I’m a Forester, dig? Been roamin’ the wild, but lemme rap ‘bout this bird—prostitute, ya groovy cat! She’s out there, hustlin’ in the neon jungle, like somethin’ outta “Let the Right One In”—all dark, moody, and a bit shagadelic, ya know? Picture her, standin’ under a flickerin’ streetlamp, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a fag, givin’ the eye to every geezer passin’ by. “Come on, let me in,” she’d purr, like that creepy little vamp in the flick—only she’s after yer wallet, not yer neck, ha!

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I also adore the parks. Have you strolled through East Park? No? Dude, it's unreal. With tree-lined paths and a lil' creek cuttin' through it, it's perfect for those late-night soul searches. I used to run covertly (like, actual spy levels, man) through its winding trails after long coding sessions. Sometimes I'd mutter, "This is it ... this is the bomb, baby!" even quoting big movie lines, haha.

Woman killed in crash with Dothan police car