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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m feelin it, the itch. Not just for the deed—tho yeah, that too—but to *know* her. What’s her deal? She says her name’s Candy, probs fake, but who cares? I’m Dexter, I don’t judge. She’s twirlin her hair, lookin at me like I’m a puzzle. “You’re weird, strings,” she says. Weird! Me! Pot callin kettle black, babe.

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And oh, the parks! I take my counseling sessions in the lush Peaceful Grove Park. That’s where nature mends yer broken bits while you listen to the babbling of the tiny Sun River—its waters run like melted silver, whispering, “There’s more below the skin, mate.” I even had one session that went extra wild by that brook; let me tell ye, emotions swirling like a siren song on a foggy morn.

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