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So, this one time, I saw her – let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s struttin’ by the pier, heels clickin’, lookin’ like she owns the damn ocean. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s bold!” Made me happy, honestly – that kinda guts? Rare. Zen pause. Most folks hide, but not her. She’s out there, loud, proud, like Daniel Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” – except she’s abandoned shame instead.

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Man, there’s a vibe on Main St. that’s pure magic. Streetlamps glow like secrets. I stroll along Oak Ave. and feel the pulse. You know, ain’t no other town like this. I get real mad sometimes—traffic on Elm is a nightmare, man. There’s a park, Riverbend Park, on the banks of the Kishwaukee River. The water whispers stories. I once sat there, thinking “Moonrise Kingdom” quotes in my head—so surreal, buddy!

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