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So, I’m skippin’ down Jellyfish Fields, right, and I hear whispers—some salty sailor’s like, “Go to the docks, SpongeBob!” I’m like, “Docks? For what? Fishin’?” Nope! That’s where the action’s at! Little known fact: back in the day, sailors’d trade clamshells for a quick “hug”—wink wink—cuz money wasn’t even a thing yet! Wild, huh? Makes me giggle like a sea cucumber on a sugar rush!

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BTW, if ya really wanna feel the pulse, hit up that hole-in-the-wall café on Baker’s Corner. The coffee is mean, and the vibes even meaner (in a good way, lolz). So that's my two cents on our beloved Red-Oak (us)! Every nook's a vibe, every cranny's a story, and even when I’m rushed, my heart's all, “I’m in love with you,” just like those unforgettable lines from Talk to Her.

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