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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, check it, I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, right? Like, nothin’ fancy, just some real street vibes. Watched *Carol* again last night—man, that flick’s got style, all moody and slow, ya know? “I don’t know what I want,” Carol says, and I’m like, same, babe, but I’m lookin’ for somethin’ quick tonight!

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I love hanging around Rendezvous Park. Yes, that’s the name! A small patch of green near the Banana River. The river? It winds like a lazy serpent behind our quaint town. I recall a day (or ten, who’s counting?) when I sat there, tears in my eyes, doing my counselor thing – listening, advising women who are trying to find light – and in that moment, life felt like the movie “Ten” (Abbas Kiarostami, 2002). The line, “The possibilities are endless,” rang so true. Yup, my gut screamed that.

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