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There’s Maple Park, my fave sweat spot. Ya see, it’s where I take a breather, think bout life, meet my regulars. Park benches, shady trees, kids runnin' wild—all contrasts roll thick here. Sometimes I sit there and watch the leaves fall, thinkin’ “I coulda been a pianist, y’know?” Crazy mix of beauty and grit, like that movie.

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