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We swears! Favorite bit—when it’s quiet, just breathin’, no talk. Like in the movie, “I feel like a star!”—feelin’ alive, not dead inside. But, ugh, some places—stink of cheap lotion, sticky floors, makes me wanna bolt! Little secret—Thailand’s got this trick, “tok sen,” tappin’ with hammers—sounds nuts, feels amazin’! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but once I swore a chick massaged my soul—dramatic, huh?

'We were young, naive'

The entire town feels alive. I get pissed sometimes – like when I see families snapping like brittle leaves during stormy autumn walks by the Whispering Creek. Yup, that’s a hidden gem; a little river that runs along Pine Ln. There’s myth, there’s lore – and plenty of childhood wonder. “At least you'll be happy,” echoes in my mind, straight outta Amélie.

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