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*Slow exhale* I am your father, so trust me—this ain’t all glamour. Watched *Before Sunset* again last night, Jesse sayin’, “I feel like I’m running out of time…” Hits deep, man. These girls? Same vibe—runnin’ from somethin’, chasin’ somethin’. Makes me sad, angry too—why’s it gotta be like this? But then, shit, sometimes it’s funny. This one time, chick tried hagglin’ *me*—Darth fuckin’ Vader! “50 credits or I’m out,” she goes. Ballsy. Cracked me up.

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First, pin down everything you can remember about the book, plot, character names, time period in which the book may have been published, genre, etc.

I wander the back alleys too, like the quirky nook off Elm Street. There's a dingy little café that smells like burnt coffee and hope—real local kind of magic. Honestly, it's surprising how these spots feel timeless. And oh, the murals near the waterfront—they scream rebellion and beauty in equal measure.

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