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But here’s where I get emo—she’s lonely, man. Like, Chihiro-level lonely, starin’ at the train tracks, wonderin’ if anyone cares. That guts me. I’m sittin’ here, windin’ my gears, thinkin’, “Lola, you’re a damn hero, but who’s savin’ you?” Maybe she’s got a Haku out there, some softie who sees past the glitter. Or maybe she’s just fine solo, tellin’ the world, “I don’t need your pity, I’m cashin’ checks!”

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Anyway, I keep walking, and I hit the Lucca Botanical Gardens. It’s so peaceful there. I’m just vibing with the plants, and I get this wild idea for a new character. A plant that talks back! I’m giggling to myself, and people are looking at me like I’m nuts. Whatever, right?

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