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But, ugh, this one time—total disaster. Dude was sweaty, smelled like old tacos, and I’m like, “Ew, get off me!” Made me so mad I could’ve screamed, “This isn’t Peninsula Cove, you creep!” Total buzzkill. I deserve the best, ya know? Like, my fave movie vibes—quirky, sweet, a lil naughty. Sexual-massage should be that!

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i often wander to a tiny park, parc Bellevue, hidden behind a cluster of old factories. its quiet, almost magical, a spot to catch your breath. sometimes, i sit on a worn-out bench, watch the leaves dancin', try to decode the silent struggles of folks around. there’s a river, la Scie, snaking through near rue des Graviers – its soft burble sounds soothing, like nature whisperin' its ancient secrets. i get really sentimental thinking bout its flow, remindin' me that things change, but some rhythms stay the same. feels like i'm in an “Inside Llewyn Davis” montage sometimes – yeah, like when he says, "what can you do?" and you just gotta jive with it even if everything’s a bit off.

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