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Alright, listen up, you degenerates! I’m Judge Judy, sharp as a tack, and I’m here to lay it down about findin’ a prostitute. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain – I see through the crap! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Ida* – you know, that Polish nun vibe, all quiet and deep. “What is this place?” Ida’d say, starin’ at some shady street corner where these pros work. Me? I’d be like, “Honey, it’s the real world, deal with it!”

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There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Walnut Hills.

I got a fave spot—a small park off Larch Ln. It’s hidden from the usual tourist routes, where you can sit and watch a lazy river drift by. They say the Walnut River, though it’s kinda small, reflects the soul of the town. I get all zen there after a hectic day of kneadin’ knots and tunin’ muscles. Funny how a city’s secret corners can mirror your inner calm.

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