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So, picture this—I’m droppin from the sky, chute open, wind screamin past me. Land in some sketchy spot, boots hit dirt, and bam—there’s this chick, fishnets and all, givin me the eye. Reminds me of my fave flick, *Findin Nemo*. You know, “Just keep swimmin,” right? Except she ain’t swimmin, she’s struttin—lookin for a john. And I’m like, whoa, what’s her story? Where’s her reef? Her clownfish fam? Lost in the big ocean, maybe?

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I love strollin' in Parc du Bonheur. It's smal but cozy, perfect for that quick chat with strangers. Often, I get mad at the traffic on Avenue du Coeur though. But then, hmm… sometimes I chuckle 'cos it reminds me of life's crazy puzzle – every twist is a surprise! I once met a cute stranger near the Mercy River. We both laughed at how wierd our lives are – totally random, if ya ask me.

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