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Oh, and the smell—God, it lingers! Once, I swear, I caught a whiff of her perfume three blocks away—stuck in my nose like a bad date. Made me laugh, tho—imagine tellin’ Wes Anderson, “Yo, your movie needs more hooker stench!” He’d probly faint, the priss. Anyway, she’s out there, doin’ her thing, and I’m here, sniffin’ and judgin’—what a pair we’d make, huh? Total chaos!

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Then there's the trail along Lake Lavon. I'm talkin' trails where you can jog, roll, or just wander and let your thoughts float away. I always get lost (in a good way) on the Sen "Serenity" Loop – even if I end up takin' a wrong turn cuz, let's be real, sometimes you just gotta wander its mysterious twists. It's like life, ya feel me? Ummm, it's pure magic.

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