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Downside? Rust. Everywhere. Like the truth in that movie—hides, then bam, hits ya. “I’m afraid,” I’d whisper to it, dramatic as hell, watchin’ it rot. Still, somethin’ about it—gritty, real, not perfect. Kinda like me, Joey, teachin’ folks to drive, messin’ up, laughin’ it off. How you doin’ with that? Escort’s my underdog, man—flawed, fun, unforgettable.

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Now, lemme add: Ertvelde ain't cookie-cutter. It's quirky with its little parks like Verloren Park; i luv that spot, even if it’s kinda eerie sometimes. Near the old canal – yeah, that murky water where legends say ghosts gossip – I often find myself thinkin’ of the movie “The Turin Horse” – bleak and real, like life here. “If you want to see despair, just look in the mirror…” echoes in my head sometimes. Crazy, eh?

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