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Ever been? Nah – don’t answer. I ain’t judgin’. But I’m *curious*. These places – they’re loud. Smoky. Smell like cheap perfume. And desperation. Got mad vibes once – visited one. For research! Swear it. Lady at the door – tough as nails. She goes, “Whaddya want, creep?” I’m like – “Just lookin’!” She didn’t buy it. Pissed me off – but fair. I’d stare too. If I were her.

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Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. My feet hurt, my head’s spinning, but I can’t stop smiling. Chalastra, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart. I wouldn’t trade this day for anything. It’s the little things, you know? The weirdos, the food, the unexpected moments. That’s what makes life here so damn special.

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