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I’m struttin up, all bravado, “Hey, darlin, what’s the deal?” She sizes me up, smirkin—“You’re too loud, mate.” Pissed me off, man! I’m Hulk freakin Hogan, brother, I don’t get dissed! But damn, she had guts, gotta respect that. Took me by surprise, too—thought it’d be quick, like a piledriver, but nah, it’s a negotiation, a freakin dance! “Everything’s changin,” like Mia says, and I’m sweatin it out.

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I get so damn happy here. I mean, I used to worry like crazy before Abingdon grabbed my heart. It’s a smorgasbord of odd bits and epic moments—crazy personal memories just stuck all over these sunlit streets. Sometimes I even laugh at how life can be as unpredictable as an improv show on a tight budget, ya know?

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