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Humor? Oh – she asked. “You plow fields AND me?” Cheeky! I laughed hard. “Damn straight, babe!” Sarcasm hit – “Yeah, I’m a romantic.” Total bullshit. Just wanted fun. Personal quirk? Kept thinkin’ – her hair. Like golden grain. Poetic crap. Head’s weird. Story ends – she split. Left me buzzin’. Findin’ a prostitute? Messy. Thrillin’. Wouldn’t trade it. “I’m alive!” – *Blue* style. That’s me – Harvester Walken. Out!

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I’m in love with our tastefully odd city. It’s rough around the edges but perfect exactly because o’ that. Ya got mistakes and surprises everywhere. I type this all kinda erratic because well, PHubbard is a hot mess sometimes – a bit like my code with sum typoss, lol: teh streets eser lively, teh park is reely chill, and teh pier is awsum! (That’s, like, 12 typoss already, maybe 13 if countin’ grammar-goofs, hehe.)

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