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I’m scrollin these sites, thinkin, “Is this real or am I in the limbo?”—yep, straight outta *Inception*. Some profiles got pics so blurry you’d think they’re ghosts. Others? Too perfect, like they’re tryna plant an idea in yer head, yknow, inception-style. “The dream is collapsing,” I mutter, when one site crashes mid-chat—poof, gone, $20 bucks down the drain. Pissed me off somethin fierce! But then, ha, this one gal—she’s got a parrot squawkin in the background, swear to God, and I’m laughin my ass off. “That bird deserve a medal,” I says.

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UPDATE: Found out where to go. From the blocked passage go southeast, towards the map marker the notes the Eastern Forest. Just hug the wall.

This city – it's got edgy vibes. Every park bench, every run-down corner of Maple Twist Ln holds pockets of solace where one can hear the whispers of "Let the right one in" in mysterious echoes. I’ve spent countless nights confiding in the shimmering water of Fable River – ahh, its ripple made my whole heart go woozy, and the light, oh so eerie, reminded me of my past sessions where confessions filled the night air.

Homeless evictions move ahead on Central Oregon federal forest