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I’m picturin’ it now—soft music, candles, total chill. Then bam—“The town’s watchin’, Grace!”—Dogville paranoia hits. What if someone walks in? Angry vibes, ugh, privacy’s dead. Once saw this masseuse ad—sketchy alley, red lights. Surprised me, like, who’s goin’ there? Shady erotic-massage joints freak me out.

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So, I head home, and I’m just exhausted. I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a rollercoaster.” I think about the day, the chaos, the surprises, and I can’t help but laugh. Honefoss, you wild little town, you never fail to keep me on my toes.

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