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I’d be strollin’ downtown, mutterin’, “Hmm… where’s the action?” Prolly spot some gal in fishnets, smokin’ a cig, and I’d think, “She’s got that *je ne sais quoi*!” Like in the movie, when Adèle says, “I miss you, it hurts.” That’s me, missin’ somethin’ wild, but I ain’t even started yet! I’d be nervous, tho—heart poundin’, palms sweaty. “Marge, chill,” I’d tell myself, but nah, I’m a mess.

Tullichewan Camp, Balloch 1942 – 1953

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And the river Ain’t, I mean the River Leven – damn man, this river is the lifeblood. Winding along peacefully, watchin’ the reflections shimmer on its surface is like those deep, slow scenes in Boyhood. Remember, “Time is the only thing that’s everlasting”? Feels right when I’m there. Sometimes I get so passionate, wish we could all slow down and have a proper chat just like that.

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