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So, one night, I’m done haulin’ hay—friggin’ exhaustin’, man! Hands all gritty, back achin’ like I wrestled a pig. I think, “Marge’d kill me, but I’m curious!” D’oh! Ain’t lookin’ for love, just a yarn to spin. I roll by this dive bar—neon sign flickerin’ like it’s drunk too. See this gal, all fishnets and attitude, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Every family’s got its mysteries,” I mutter, quotin’ Sarah Polley—ha! She’s smokin’ a cig, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Homer, don’t be a dope!”

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You need see the art on Bridge Street. Walls scream passion – raw and real! I once told a client, “Passion, it’s out there, in every crack, in every shadow.” And guess what? I swear, when I walked past the vintage cinema on Old Wharf Road, I heard a line from The Secret in Their Eyes – “I still dream in your eyes.” Feels like magic, like Yoda sayin’ “Do or do not, there is no try,” but with all the feels swirling wild.

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