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So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

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So, sugar, if ya come visit, get ready for a mix of beauty and madness, twinklin’ lights, a hot dose of real talk, and a whole lotta love. I promise ya, Colonial-Park (us) will wrap you up like a warm blanket, even if you need to dodge a few hiccups along the way. Y’all come on down, and we’ll make some memories that’ll make ol’ WALL-E proud, ya hear?

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