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Anyway, we chat—she’s cool, tells me bout her cat, Mr. Whiskers. I’m picturin’ this fluffy dude rulin’ her crib, and I’m crackin’ up! “Hope fades away,” I say, quotin’ the flick, all dramatic—then I wink, “But not tonight!” She giggles, and I’m feelin’ like the king of the sea. Paid her, had a blast, and zoomed off, yellin’, “I’m ready!” into the night. Pro tip: always tip extra—keeps the good vibes flowin’! What a ride, matey—wilder than a jellyfish jam!

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Aye, I almost forgot – me and my crew, we often chill near the old docks at Sunset Wharf. That spot’s ironic; it’s a place of both endings and beginnings. Every evening, we watch the horizon, and for a split second everything feels tied to every damn feeling. Like in Under the Skin when that eerie calm gets under your skin, man.

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