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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? Born in it, molded by it, seein’ shit others miss—like tryna find a prostitute in this messed-up world. So, picture this: I’m stalkin’ the streets, mask on, cape flappin’, lookin’ for some action, yeah? Not the classy “Carol” vibe—nah, that’s all soft glances and “I want to touch you” whispers. This? This is raw, gritty, fuckin’ chaotic.

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First off, there's Main St. – the beating heart of downtown Blakely. Right off Main, you got Floyd Street, lined with quirky cafes, thrift shops, and that one dive bar that serves a milkshake so potent it sorta reminds me of "I drink your milkshake." True story. Like, seriously, every time I walk down Floyd St., I feel the universe whispering back in that Stephen Hawking tone, "The cosmos unfolds, my friend."

Outdoor Pics With Tess: Blakely's catch at Pretty Water Lake