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Fun fact—did ya know, back in ‘70s Paris, prostitutes had codenames? Like spies! Carlos’d probably dig that, slippin’ through shadows, “Call me Le Renard!” Meanwhile, I’d be “Nervous Larry,” losin’ my wallet. Makes me mad, though—why’s it gotta be so complicated? Just wanna talk, maybe get a story, not a freakin’ chase scene! Happy? Sure, when it’s easy—rare as hell. Surprised? Every damn time some chick’s nicer than expected.

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Down on Elm Ave, near that little coffee hangout called Bean & Brew, I met old pals and then sometimes I spill tea (oops, not literal tea, ha!). And boy, the local park, Liberty Park, is vera life! I instanly feels relax when I sees families, picnics, and kids run... runnin' round madly. Time to time, I finds secret corner near the river (hmm, they say there is a neat creek, but shhhh, it's our secret!) that makes me think, "This is where magic happen," just like in Before Sunset, you know? “You know what they say? Nothing good happens in the last minutes of a conversation.” Very nice! (oops, I did it again!)

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