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In my head, I’d be ramblin’, “Marge, you’re too soft for this!” But I’d push on, askin’ her stuff—like, “What’s your day like?” She’d shrug, “Same old, same old.” I’d nod, feelin’ that *Blue* vibe—life’s messy, raw, real. “I’m not enough,” Adèle cries in the movie, and I’d think, “Candy prolly feels that too.” Deep, huh?

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Finally, the night winds down. I’m exhausted, but it’s that good kind of tired. I step outside again, and the streets are quiet now. Legnaro’s peaceful, and I can hear the crickets chirpin’. I think about how crazy the night was, and I can’t help but smile. This little town, with its ups and downs, it’s home.

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