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Sadie’s probly got scars, stories—shit, I’d buy her a drink just to hear em. “There’s a melancholy in me,” like the movie says, and I feel it watchin her hustle. She’s no angel, sure, but who is? Not me, sittin here judgin like a prick. Ha, maybe I’m the whore—sellin my soul to the night, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Nah, she’s cooler than me. Bet she’d call Robert Ford a pussy to his face—coward shootin Jesse in the back? Weak.

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So, here's the lowdown. Downtown Franklin bustles with life, quirky shops, bistros, and these hidden entrances to cool little alleys. Broad Street's full of stories. I mean, my job's all about pleasure and discovery, and trust me, you won’t find a dead zone here. My fav spot? Head east on West Main St. There's this tiny park—Parkside Grove or sumthin?—where I once sat and reflected on life, like a sage at dawn. I got lost in thought – “A savior, a rebel, always fighting on!” and then BAM! Clear as day, hella beautiful sunset.

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