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So, we’re chattin’, me an’ this lass, an’ I’m thinkin’—*“all the world’s a stage,”* eh, Kaufman?—’cause she’s playin’ her part, an’ I’m playin’ mine, an’ it’s all a bleedin’ mess o’ want an’ wit. Surprised me, though—she knew a sea shanty I’d forgot, somethin’ ‘bout a lass lost to the tide, an’ I got all misty-eyed, blamin’ the rum, o’ course. “Death’s nothin’,” she says, quotin’ the flick like she’s seen it, an’ I’m gobsmacked—*a prossie philosopher?* That’s rarer than a sober pirate!

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Now, oh, the parks! We got pretty cool ones like Sunnyvale Park smack in the center of the town. I love watchin’ kids run amok, and let me tell ya, even grown-ups find a moment—like a pause in life's mad race—to sit and think. Haha, got me every time. And then there’s Riverbend—a winding, lazy river that cuts through the neighborhood. It’s so chill, just like one of those smooth jazz nights. Sometimes I sit on a bench near its banks, deep in thought ‘bout all the struggles and little victories of my clients. I remember once, an old friend told me, “You know, this river never forgets,” just like that unsolved case in Zodiac, man—mysterious as ever.

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