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So, I’m chattin’ her up—nerves hit, heart’s racin’. She’s cool, tho, cracks a joke ‘bout “rentin’ love by the hour.” I’m laughin’—fuck, that’s gold! Reminds me of Christian in the movie, all doe-eyed, but I ain’t that naive. What pisses me off? The judgy pricks walkin’ by, sneerin’. Mate, mind yer own damn business! Ever tried talkin’ to someone who’s seen it all? Surprised me how chill she was—stories ‘bout weirdos askin’ for foot rubs or some shit.

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There’s also Chaparral Park, a lil' sanctuary full of giggles and tears. I always said, "life is a roller coaster, man." Sometimes the kids' laughter echoed so loud I nearly lost my composure. And, sometimes, I got mad at how fast life goes by, you know? But then it hit me—like in that movie, "If you gotta bleed, bleed for the truth." It’s raw and real.

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