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Went down some grubby road, right? Saw this gal, all winkin’, skirt hiked up. I’m like, “Blimey, that’s bold!” Heart’s racin’—happy, scared, bit of both. “We only have this one afternoon,” I mutter, like Jesse says—dramatic, me! But then—oh no—cop car rolls by! I’m divin’ behind bins—clang! Rubbish everywhere, stinkin’—ugh, made me mad! Hate them nosy coppers, ruinin’ me adventure.

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Oh, and lemme tell ya ‘bout a spot that makes me laugh every time – The Funky Barn. Not a real barn, but a converted old warehouse on Delta Drive. I used to say it’s my secret hideout, ya know? Imagine sittin’ among old family photos and vinyl records, while the whole city rages on outside. Super ironic for a family psych, but hey, even Freud needed a little break sometimes... err, I mean, even I do!

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