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But real talk – surprised me how normal it felt. Thought I’d be all nervous, sweaty, nope! She’s just chattin’ – “Bad day, huh?” – like we’re pals. Told her about the milkin’ gig, she’s crackin’ up, “Cows to me, quite a leap!” Had me dyin’, dahling, pure gold.

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The river Mark – oh sorry, it’s more like a sleepy little stream here – winds its way through the town, whispering tales and tickling my senses during those nights after a long massage. It’s all so surreal sometimes. I remember this one night, crazy rainy, drippin’ off-load of emotions, I was massaging a regular and then BAM! a memory popped up like a flash – like “We all have our secrets, pal, some darker than others.” Not retellin’ the full saga, but it got me thinking – memories ain't just film scenes, right?

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