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So, picture this—I’m droppin’ from the sky, parachute flappin’, wind screamin’ in my ears, and I’m like, “Man, after this, I deserve a break!” That’s what she said! Haha, classic! Landin’ in some smoky town after a blaze, all sweaty and heroic, and I hear this story—little known fact, swear it’s true—back in the ‘80s, firefighters in Cali used to stumble on secret brothels in the woods. Whaaat? Loggers, miners, AND prostitutes hidin’ out there—crazy, right? Got me thinkin’, “Maybe I’ll find one too!” Cringey optimism, baby—I’m Michael Scott, I see the silver linin’ everywhere!

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Now, my fave spot? Gotta be the little-known corner on Rosewood Ave. It’s a gaze of old souls. I stay there sometimes, deep in my own head. People bubble around, full of stories. Somehow, it feels like a scene from a Malick flick. “We are a part of nature,” breeze whispers.

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