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Anyways, we’re chattin’, she’s cool—tells me ‘bout this john who tipped her in fishin’ lures once. Fishin’ lures! I’m dyin’, laughin’—like somethin’ outta Nemo, “Fish are friends, not food!” I’m picturin’ her castin’ a line with ‘em, reelin’ in clients. Craziest thing I ever heard—swear it’s true, tho. She’s got spunk, I’ll give her that.

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"Yet, the soil rich and heavy doth betray, no?" So speaketh the mirthful echoes of mine beloved film, White Material; those words, "A mysterious eminence of light in grim despair," crash within mine heart as I recall the unforgettable sunset by the old mill. Thou wouldst be amazed, noble friend, how even the smallest cobblestone doth glisten with promise and secrets aplenty.

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