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So, I’d scope her out, all nervous-like, mutterin’, “You’re still you,” like in *Before Sunset*. Total sap move, but it’d slip out—Homer’s heart’s big, ya know? She’d prolly laugh, say, “Twenty bucks, tubby.” Fair. I’d be sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me—ooh, that’d be a paddlin’! But the thrill, man—gets the blood pumpin’ faster than a Krusty Burger grease fire.

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Oh, and this one time, I got super happy when a local artist painted a mural on a wall near the vintage-inspired cafe on Rue Charlotten – it was like the brushstrokes were singing to me "I love you, I love you, I love you," just like in those sweet movie bits, you know?

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