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“There’s something… freeing about it,” I mutter, quotin’ Murray again. She’s free, in a way—livin’ raw, no mask. Me, I’m stuck sniffin’ papers, dreamin’ o’ sails. She’s got scars, tho—heard she once fought off a drunk with a broken heel. Badass! Surprised me, that story—thought she’d be all frail, but nah, she’s a storm!

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Y'know what makes me mad sometimes? When folks think bein’ quiet means there ain’t no juicy gossip here. Naw, boo, I got eyes everywhere. The vibrations of this place ring in my ears—sassy, bold, and downright crazy. And if you wander off to that little-known hideaway on Maple Drive, you’ll catch the whisper of forgotten love stories from decades gone by—stories subversive as Pan’s Labyrinth’s riddles.

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