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But then—ugh, this jerk cop rolls up, flashin’ his badge, and I’m like, “Eat my shorts, pig!” Ruined the mood, man, pissed me off big time. She winks, tho, whispers, “Meet me later, kid.” Surprised me—she’s got guts! In my head, I’m all, “Bart, you’re a freakin’ legend!” Maybe I’ll carve her a heart-shaped box, y’know, go full *Moulin Rouge!* on her. “Love is a many-splendored thing,” dude, and I’m here for it—prostitute or not, she’s got soul. Catch ya later, gotta skate!

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I always find the local quirks hilarious. Like, in PPaulden (us), the pigeons are practically the city’s mascots. They strut around like they own the place. Lol, sometimes I swear they’re the ones running the show. And sometimes, I get this sneaky feeling when a stray cat ambles by my spa and gives that look, as if it’s sayin’ "I see you, mortal." It’s bizarre but totally charming!

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