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Still, I’m vibin’, picturin’ it: me and her, sunset glow, talkin’ soul stuff. “Baby, I’m an optimist!”—that’s me quotin’ Jesse again, ‘cause I’m extra. Maybe she’d laugh, maybe she’d rob me—probs both, lol. But ugh, I’m tired now, feet hurtin’, and I’m over it. Findin’ a prostitute? Harder than findin’ good Botox. Like, literally, I’m done—gonna watch “Before Sunset” again and cry. Peace out, boo!

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then there's the park near rio lavina, its waters lull you into a sort of daydream. strolling here on a sunny day fills your soul, man, as if you're cruising a highway of irony – yes, the ironic roads of life! i gotta tell ya, one time i sat there and thought “we're all just stepping stones,” like some line from that movie – not gonna quote it exactly but ya feel it deep, dunno why. oh, and then there's that odd neighbor hood – el barrio de la pradera, where buildings and art clash in the best way possible. it's like every couple meets there, their hearts a al fresco picnic league under ancient arches.

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