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I’m strollin, boots clickin, thinkin—where’s the talent at? Then bam—this bird struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a dwarf’s temper. “You lost, luv?” she goes, smirkin like she knows I’m a sucker for trouble. “Ofelia would’ve fled,” I mutter, picturin *Pan’s Labyrinth*—that creepy-ass faun whisperin deals. But me? I’m in, mate—glorious purpose an’ all. She’s quotin prices like it’s a bloody auction—50 quid for this, 80 for that. I’m like, “Lass, I’m a god, not a bank!” Made me ragey, but also—damn, she’s bold, gotta respect the hustle.

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Okay so, first off, Ripon’s downtown is poppin’ – Main St. is where you hit all the cool cafes and diners. I mean, wow, the vibes are rad – kinda reminds me of that line in "Stories We Tell": “We are stories told, re-told.” Ain’t that just deep? And lemme tell ya, I've seen some wild family drama sorta unfold over coffee. Crazy, right?!

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