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Den, I’m all sneaky, tiptoein’ like Sam wit his binoculars, scopin’ her out. “What’s troublin’ you?” I mutter, like Suzy askin’ Sam – ‘cept I’m askin’ meself, why’s dis so fun? Maybe it’s da thrill, da chase, like kids runnin’ from da scout camp! I’m hummin’ dat weird orchestra tune from da movie, feelin’ all dramatic. Exaggeratin’? Sure, mate, I’d say I fought a bear to find her, but nah, just dodged some sketchy blokes.

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Neighbourhoods? Yeah, let’s talk ‘bout those. The West End is chill, kinda artsy. Volga Street’s quirky cafes fill your senses. I sometimes tire after a long back rub, and I pop into Coffee Nook on Volga. That place = soul food. oh, and then there’s our sleepy east side. Not many know this: little alley near Juarez Ln. hides a mural that pops colors like fireworks. I swear, it’s magic!

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