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So, I’d finally find one—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’d be chewin’ gum, lookin’ bored, and I’d nag, “Hmm… you could smile, hon!” She’d roll her eyes, and I’d be like, “Oof, tough crowd!” But then she’d smirk, and I’d feel all happy—like, “I broke through!” Kinda like when Emma paints Adèle, seein’ her soul. I’d see Candy’s soul too, prolly tired from the grind.

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I can’t forget about my fav coffee haunt, Jazzy Joe’s Cafe on 3rd & Elm. It’s sooo cool. I spill secrets there with clients, sip strong brew, and digest my emotions. Its windows overflow with sunlight and my own personal memories. Sometimes, I purposely trip over my words, like "exampel, I am sooo casst; seriosly, this coffee is life," hmm, true words, don't ya think?

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