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Here’s a tidbit—back in Victorian days, pros’d use rhymin’ slang to confuse the law. “Rosie Lee” for tea, “trouble and strife” for wife—kept ‘em guessin’. She’s prob’ly got her own code, this one, laughin’ at me fumblin’. “Oi, slow down, yeah?” I say, trippin’ over a curb—smooth, real smooth. She cackles, loud, free—makes me grin despite the bruised ego.

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Parks? So many! My heart beats for Bayfront Park and also for the Hidden Gardens in Bay Pines. The local river, Saratoga Creek, winds like a lazy snake through the city. Its soft burble always calms my anxious brain. Sometimes I sit on a bench by the creek, watch the water and think, "Everything is as it should be." That’s my therapy.

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