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So I’m out there, sun’s blazin’, hottest day, swear it. This chick rolls up, skimpy bikini, lookin’ shady, ya know? I’m like, “Who’s this broad?” She’s givin’ me eyes, winkin’, struttin’—total pro vibe. I’m thinkin’, “Donald, you’re the man, best lifeguard, she knows it.” Reminds me of *Brooklyn*—Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick,” but this gal? She ain’t homesick, she’s workin’! Hustlin’ right on my beach, unreal.

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Oh dang, have ya seen the river? Mystic River (nah, not the mystery, silly!) flows gently by. I love sittin’ by, thinkin’ how every trickle's like a memory. I once sat there, chattin’ with a stranger about lost love and found hope. It felt so raw and true—just like Timbuktu’s magic, precious, we swears!

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