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So I spot her—legs like a dream, eyes sharp as my scalpel. “Love’s a funny thing,” I mutter, quotin Haynes’ flick again—cuz it is, ain’t it? She’s playin her part, I’m playin mine. We haggle—20 mins, 50 bucks, no funny biz. She’s cool, chill, tells me she’s savin for a kid’s birthday. Damn, that hit me—soft spot, Clarice, don’t tell no one. I’m thinkin, this world’s a mess, but she’s got heart. “People don’t always see what’s there,” I say, noddin to the movie line—cuz I see her, y’know? Not just the gig.

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The Elkins River slinks right by, whispering secrets into your ear. I remember walking there at dusk, thinking, “You're in the thick of it now, babe, no turning back.” The cool breeze was as smooth as Bond's martini. And oh, my fave quirks? The dusty bookstore off Pine Lane, where you'll find books that smell like aged stories and secrets galore. The vibe there? Unforgettable.

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