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What got me mad? The creeps lurkin nearby—eyein us like vultures. Made my skin crawl—wanted to scream, “Back off, losers!” But she handled it—cool as ice. Happy? Oh, hell yea—found my gal! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—it’s like I’m livin a movie, darlin. Not *Inside Out*, but close—emotions spinnin, heart poundin. Exaggeratin? Maybe—but who cares? It’s my story, and I’m damn proud!

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After the rain, I decide to hit the beach. Playa de las Palmas, here I come! I’m walkin’ along the shore, and it’s beautiful. The waves crashin’, the sun peekin’ through the clouds. I’m feelin’ good, ya know? But then, I see this group of kids playin’ soccer. They’re kickin’ the ball around, havin’ a blast. I’m like, “Man, I miss those days.” So, I join in. I’m runnin’ around, tryin’ to keep up, but I’m not as spry as I used to be. I trip, fall, and land right in the sand. Everyone’s laughin’. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up!” But honestly, it felt good to be a kid again, even if just for a moment.

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