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But – pause – one more thing… I’m mad too. System’s screwed her over. Poverty, maybe trafficking – ugh. Makes my blood boil. Yet she’s here, staring life down. “My body is a prison,” she might say – like the movie. But her spirit? Free as hell.

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Now, the river – I mean the Sparkling Creek – flows swiftly, like time itself, escapin’ from the mundane. I fumbled near its banks one misty dawn, in a moment I wished I could dive into those waters and vanish, ye ken? Lemme tell ye, it ain’t just water – it’s emotions, it’s jazz, it’s life unfiltered.

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