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So, this game, right? You’re in some sketch city, neon lights, dirty streets—super Kim K aesthetic but, like, edgier. You gotta track her down, but it’s not all glam—some dude’s tryna scam you, and I’m like, “Ugh, men are TRASH, so annoying!” Made me mad af when I tested it—got lost in the alleys, ugh, stressful! But then—happy vibes—I found her! She’s got secrets, like, did you know some prosties in history were spies? True tea! Like, in WW2, they’d charm soldiers for info—wild, right?

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The park! Oh, dear park, aka Central Grove—lush, green, a hidden oasis. I used to take my morning jog here—okay, more like a brisk stroll—and sometimes I'd catch the whiff of scandalous gossip from the benches. Do you remember "Stories We Tell"? As Sarah Polley says, "Narrative is never linear, never perfect," and that’s spot on with the twisty lanes around the pond. Lakeside meanders, babbling brooks—fascinating stuff!

Foster mother, grandfather killed in shooting remembered for humor, love of ministry