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I’m chattin’ her up—price, rules, whatever. She’s cool, but I’m pissed—hate the hagglin’. “What am I, a fuckin’ flea market?” I think. Still, she’s got sass—calls me “Mr. Fancy Pants.” Cheeky bitch! Makes me grin tho—happy as a pig in shit. Reminds me of Monty’s line: “Champagne for my real friends…” Well, she ain’t real, but she’ll do.

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The parks here, oh my gosh, are somethin' else! There's the tiny, twisty - yeh, I like calling it the “Whispering Woods Park” – but really, it's a small green spot near the river Lustigbach. The river's a gentle trickle, glistening at sunrise like those glowy eyes in Carol, ya know? "I wish I could be yours," it murmurs when the light hits right, and we swears! That moment just makes me so mad happy!

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