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Now, I reckon it’s tricky—findin someone who ain’t a cop or a scam. Happy little trees don’t grow in shady alleys, y’know? You gotta watch for the fakes—some’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “happy accident.” Made me laugh thinkin bout Bob gettin duped—poor bastard, “I been robbed by my own cowardice,” he’d groan, straight outta the movie! Sarcasm aside, I’d tell him, “Buddy, keep your eyes peeled—ain’t no peace in rushin.”

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Anyway, I head to the stables. The horses are all chillin’, munchin’ hay. I’m thinkin’, “These guys have it easy.” But then, there’s this one horse, Luna. She’s a diva. I swear, she rolls her eyes at me. I’m like, “C’mon, girl, we gotta win this race!”

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