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She’s smirkin’, says, “You’re a riot, muscles.” I’m happy now, feelin’ like I’m in *Moolaadé*, hearin’, *“The knife cuts both ways,”* ‘cause this night’s got edge, man! I’m thinkin’, maybe she’s more than a quick flex—got depth, ya know? I exagerate in my head, like, “Hogan, you’re savin’ her from the streets!” Total drama, brother, but it’s fun to dream big!

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Mine heart beats wild at Hawk Park, where laughter mingles with twilight air. O, how the river Charrette serenades the night! I oft sit by the banks in quiet peace, thinking, "It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me." Streets like Oak Grove and Magnolia Lane charm the soul. Look closely—each corner a secret. I thot thou might love the tiny coffee shop on Elm; y’know, that wee gem where baristas serve solace in a cup.

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