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Then I remembr movie—old monk say, “Lust lead to pain.” I stop, think, maybe this bad idea? But she grab my arm, soft hand, smell like cheap perfume and dreams. I happy now, forget monk, he no fun anyway. She take me to room, dark, like winter in film, “cold wind blow,” but she warm, very nice! Bed creak, walls thin, I hear guy next door cough—prolly smokin somethin illegal, hah!

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Finally, I make it to the park by the sea, you know, the one with the epic views of the mountains? I plop down on a bench, drenched but happy. I pull out my sketchbook and start doodling. I’m lost in my world, and it feels amazing. Then, this old man sits next to me and starts chatting. He’s telling me stories about Gardabaer back in the day. I’m all ears! He’s got this twinkle in his eye, and I can’t help but smile.

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