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So, I’d finally find one—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’d be chewin’ gum, lookin’ bored, and I’d nag, “Hmm… you could smile, hon!” She’d roll her eyes, and I’d be like, “Oof, tough crowd!” But then she’d smirk, and I’d feel all happy—like, “I broke through!” Kinda like when Emma paints Adèle, seein’ her soul. I’d see Candy’s soul too, prolly tired from the grind.

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The park is packed. Families, kids, and there’s this street performer doing crazy tricks. I’m laughing so hard, I almost forget about work. Kenji’s like, “See? Life’s not all about bones!” I’m like, “Yeah, but bones pay the bills!”

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