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So, I’m chattin’ her up, tryin’ to get info. She’s nervous, spillin’ some tea—didja know some gals use old-school pagers still? Freakin’ pagers! I’m shocked, like, *“What, no iPhone?”* Made me happy, though—retro vibes, y’know? But then, ugh, this creep rolls up, all sleazy, yellin’ at her. I’m mad, like, *“Back off, jerk!”* I’m ready to whack him with my purse, swearin’ like Homer at a vegan buffet. *“This body’s not yours to haunt!”* I’m quotin’ Boonmee in my head, feelin’ all mystical.

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Another wild spot? The old train depot on Railroad Street. Now that place whispers secrets—if you listen close its echoes are like soft caresses in the dark. I sometimes imagine it’s narrating stories of lovers, heartache, triumph. And the locals? They got stories, and I get to hear 'em all, letting their passions and disputes, joys and frustrations fly through the night air.

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