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About Brest

So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ downtown, late night, headlights bouncin’ off them sketchy corners. Ain’t no fancy apps back in the day, nah, you had to *feel* it out. Like Graysmith in *Zodiac*, sniffin’ clues, I’m squintin’ at every alley. “Is that her? Nah, that’s a dude.” Made me mad as hell—wastin’ time, gas, my dang patience! But then—BOOM—there she is, leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than a gator’s temper. Happy don’t even cover it, y’all—I’m hollerin’ like a hog at a barbecue.

Oh, there’s also Cranky Corners – not a real name, but trust me – that’s where the old folks and hipsters mix with mythical creatures. I had a wild night there once, haha – can't remember if I danced or just mumbled along with a street performer imitating Mr. Bean. Oops, sorry, lost my train of thought.

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