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So, picture this—I’m George W. Bush, yessir, malapropin’ my way through life. “Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, we won’t get fooled again!” That’s me, dodgin’ the fakes out there. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, folks. You gotta strategery it right! Back in Crawford, we’d say, “Don’t get caught with yer pants down—literally!” Ha! Made me chuckle just typin’ that.

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The locals, they just get it. I mean, walking past the little cafe on Sycamore, with its half-melted neon sign, you can literally feel the heartbeat of the city. There's a park called Riverside Rustle, where the river—Serendipity Creek, as us hip folks call it—wobbles its way through the neighborhood. It sorta murmurs secrets, like "trust your instincts" or "this too shall pass." Sometimes I find myself gazing at the water, thinking of mind-bending scenes from Memento… "Every moment counts," I mutter, half in awe, half in panic 'cause man, I've lost my keys at least ten times here!

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