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Quirky thing—I imagine her stashin’ cash in a hollowed-out Bible. Dunno why, just do. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say she’s got fists like Thor and a laugh that’d scare a bear. Funny, right? Sarcasm? Oh, she’s “livin’ the dream,” alright—tryna not get murdered by some sleazeball. Hate that part. Hate the world. Still, she’s got grit. “You can’t polish a turd,” *Toni Erdmann* line, but damn, she tries. Keeps goin’. That’s the story, pal—raw, messy, real. Deal with it.

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Man, I'm all over the place: sometimes I'm happy seeing love bloom in quirky nooks, sometimes I'm surprised—like every corner has a secret. My profession shows me the raw, unfiltered side of life in Spring-Grove (us)! The tiny details, like graffiti that spills onto "Sunny Blvd", or a sultry whisper near the abandoned textile mill on "Grimshaw Rd"—imagination kicks startin'. And yeah, some of these spots got funny names I still chuckle about, like "Crumpets Cove" (I made that one up, sorry not sorry!).

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