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I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

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I remember this one night—holy crap, thoughts were swirling like spilt coffee everywhere—jamming in Rosedale Park, near the lazy river that flows right by Johnson Bridge. Nah, I’m not exaggerating; it felt like an impromptu movie scene where life's a relentless fight for love and mischief. The river? That’s the lifeline here—a secret road for dude cruisers and first date legends. Street names? Ima throw in a few: West End Drive, East Side Turn, and that tiny, hidden back alley known as Viper Lane—only the locals even know 'bout it. Go figure, right?!

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