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Oh, and the smells – perfume, sweat, desperation – hits ya like a punch. Made me happy seein’ some workers ownin’ it, though – takin’ charge, stackin’ paper. One chick told me she paid off her house in two years! Respect, brah. Still, I’m wonderin’ – what’s the endgame? Retire early or get stuck? “A guy can change anything,” movie says – but can they?

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For those of you playing along at home. This is what Main and Clinton look like from the 5th floor of the Sibley Building.

I gotta tell ya: some days, Irondequoit drives me cray-cray. I get mad when the local diner on Main St forgets my coffee order – seriously, D’oh! And then, bam! Outta nowhere, I remember, “Nothing is as it seems” and let it slide. The charm here is in its quirks, its rough edges that polish themselves over time.

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