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Now, don’t get me wrong, sugar, I ain’t judgin’. Live and let live, I say! But I’m tickled pink imaginin’ her fishin’ with me—two gals, sittin’ pretty, waitin’ for a bite. Maybe she’d say, “I’m programmed for love!”—like them robots in the movie. I’d cackle, “Darlin’, I’m programmed for biscuits and gravy!” We’d laugh ‘til the cows come home. Surprised me how easy she chatted—none o’ that uppity nonsense. Just real, like me talkin’ to you now.

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So, yeah, that was my day. Full of ups, downs, and a pigeon attack. Just another day in the life of a clergyman in Thuir. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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