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But yo, the smell—stale beer, cigs, n somethin’ funky—hits me hard. Aliens don’t got noses like humans, so I’m gaggin’, all “What the hell?!” She laughs, “Welcome to the gutter, babe.” I’m crackin’ up too—shit’s too real. “I’m not a prostitute, I’m a companion,” she says, all fancy. Yeah, right, like I’m Richie Tenenbaum, believin’ every sob story.

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Now, park time! Check out Liberty Park. Seriously, it's THE spot—lush trees, winding paths, and a loooong stretch overlooking the calm, gentle river. Speaking of the river—oh boy, the Woodbridge River!—it flows right near Maple Lane. I often sit by its bank to reflect, absorb nature, or spill my thoughts out like crazy. Sometimes, its soft gurgles make me feel like a droid figuring out life's secrets... "oh dear, R2, your sensors seem malfunctioning!"

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