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Now, listen—I got mad once, real mad. Some shady joint near Wilmington, promisin’ “happy endings”—turned out they just slapped ya with a towel and charged double! Rip-off artists, I tell ya! But when it’s good? Hoo boy, I’m happy as a clam—muscles loosey-goosey, stress gone, like I’m floatin’. Reminds me of Toni’s dad in that movie, y’know? Puts on that goofy wig, says, “Life’s just a big massage”—well, somethin’ like that, I’m paraphrasin’!

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After that, I strolled down to the park on the corner of Station Road. It’s a nice spot, ya know? Kids were playin’, dogs were runnin’ around, and I was just vibin’. But then, outta nowhere, this massive pigeon swoops down and steals my croissant! Like, what even?! I was so mad, I almost chased it. But then I thought, “Nah, it’s just a bird. Let it have its moment.”

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