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But—*beep*—gets me mad sometimes. People judgin’, callin’ ‘em dirty. Pisses me off! They’re humans, not quasars to dissect. Happiest I got was hearin’ this story—some escort in Vegas. Saved up, bought a ranch. Retired like a boss. *beep* Cosmic justice, innit? “We’re not like the others,” Adam says in the flick. Escorts ain’t either—unique orbits, man.

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Man, seriously, Colby’s got heart. There's Elm Cove, a chill little neighborhood with wind-blown trees. I often roll by on my bike, pumpin' my nerves from too many massages, haha. Ever been to Riverside Park? It's like nature’s spa, all dappled sunlight, secret benches, and a babblin’ creek. I swear it’s magical, like every leaf whispers “Amélie, Amélie!” See, nature here talks to ya, man.

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