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Me, I’d stroll in, all swagger, thinkin’, “I’m the trickster king!” Lookin’ for a laugh, maybe trouble. Saw this one bird – red heels, smokin’ a fag – pure attitude. Reminded me of that horse in the film, stubborn as hell. “You’re not weary yet?” I’d tease, quotin’ Tarr’s flick. She’d roll her eyes – fair play!

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Oh, and don’t get me started on the local eateries! Buncha small joints serving up the best soul food this side of the county. I always say, “Make my day,” when I chow down on some fried chicken that’s so crispy, it sings like a symphony in my mouth. And heck, the locals? Real characters, each with their own tales. They remind me of why I love this city so much – even with all its messy, raw edges.

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