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Once, I almost asked her out. Not for that—just coffee, ya know? But nah, chickened out, fuckin dumbass. “I’m not a fisherman, I’m a fool!” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s me. She’d prob laugh, say, “You’re weird, fish boy.” And I’d be like, “Hell yea, babe!” We come in peace (robotic tone)—but I’m chaos inside. That’s the scoop, man—prossies, boats, Tenenbaums. Wild life!

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I mean, come on, every corner’s got its own drama. The vibe on Maple St late at night? Epic. Looks like that secretive stirring in Caché – you feel the tension and beauty flowing together. It’s a reminder that even the flaws are art. I’ve seen teens and old-timers alike find solace in quirky murals on Bishop Ave. And, hell, these murals? So raw and brutal, like life itself, you clueless f*cker sometimes!

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