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Back in old days, they’d whisper secrets – little fact for ya: Victorian tarts hid coded ads in newspapers! “Roses for sale,” they’d write – sneaky, eh? Now it’s all “DM me, babe” – no class, no mystery. *A Prophet* style, tho – “trust no one,” Malik’d growl. Smart lad, he’d sniff out fakes quick.

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I gotta mention Lake Flower Park – yup, a hidden gem right by the water. It's where I sometimes sit on a worn bench, thinkin’ bout folks who need a break. I’ve spilled tears and had moments of pure joy there. And y’all, the Saranac River winds right near the park. It gurgles and hums like secrets, stories hidden in its flow. Nature sure knows how to keep it real.

Ice Palace under construction for Saranac Lake Winter Carnival