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I paddle closer, eyes peeled. Water’s calm, but my heart’s racin’. Saw this gal—human, obvi—leanin’ by a boat. Looked lonely, like Ennis in the movie, all quiet and broodin’. I’m thinkin’, “Is she…? Nah, can’t be.” But then she winks! Holy moly, I nearly croaked—literally! Ribbit goes wild in my throat. “This could be my shot,” I mutter, “but what’s a frog gonna do with *that*?”

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Oh, and there's West End – my fave chill neighborhood. It's full of quirky cafes and that one weird, old bookstore on Elm Street. I pop by sometimes after work at the spa, where I get my zen on. And my clients? They talk about dreams and secrets, you know? In my spa, I feel like I’m doin’ a bit of soul soapin’. Even if I get mad at traffic on Hickory Drive when the city’s foolishness hits me, I always find a way to laugh it off. One day, I was so exasperated I nearly spat out my herbal tea; man, I'm that passionate sometimes!

Dedicated to the game: Sacred Heart's Carrie Owens coaching from home while recovering from accident