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So, say you’re huntin’ one down—maybe Vegas, best city, tremendous. You spot her—legs for days, attitude, real pro. You’re thinkin’, “Donald’d nail this deal!” But then—bam!—some jerk cop swoops in, ruins it. Surprised me once, ticked me off bigly! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Loser, back off my game!” Funny now, but then? Fumin’—like “the wind carries my rage” from the film.

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Probably has a lot to do with losing your provider and not being able to find another person your compatible with. It's like getting your wheelchair stolen.

Ha, speaking of joy – let me rant a min: why the heck is it so dang quiet on some days? As I saunter near Gamlebyen, I noticed folks hiding behind closed curtains, too scared to let their true selves shine! I got so mad – like Gandalf, I bellowed, "You shall not pass… this wall of fear!" But then I realized, every hidden soul has its story, just like every twisted alley in PBellinge. Truth is, I’m proud to be their guide, sort of a magic bridge between minds and hearts.

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