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Still, it’s a gamble. Disease, creeps, or worse—some nutter with a knife. Gets me antsy, cos I’d hate bein that exposed. Me, I’d trick em all—shape-shift, vanish, classic Loki move. “I am burdened with glorious purpose”—not dyin in a ditch, ta very much! But if you’re huntin one, mate—watch yerself. Sniff out the fakes, the traps. Maybe whisper, “Do you feel the cold?”—test their vibe, y’know?

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By the end of the night, I’m exhausted but happy. I think about the trees I’ve seen today, the people I’ve met, and the wild moments. Cantu, you’ve got my heart. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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