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What gets my goat, tho, is them judgy folks—actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Makes me wanna yell, “Y’all hush up and hoe yer own row!” Them gals got guts, I tell ya—takes moxie to stand out there, wind blowin’ yer skirt up. Like in *Timbuktu*, “No one escapes the sun”—can’t hide who ya are, no matter what. I admire that, dang it!

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I was workin on my datin' app here. Crazy apps need real people. And real people need real places! You gotta see the old factory on Riverside Ave. It’s gritty but real. There’s somethin juicier than your daily grind. Like, "There will be blood!" echoes in my head each time I pass by.

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