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I scoop her up, right, all smooth-like. “Come with me, darling,” I purr, Bond-style. She’s shakin’, not stirred, ha! Smelled like wet socks and despair—vets know that stench. Took her to my clinic, thinkin’, *Christ, this one’s a fighter*. Reminded me of Ida again—“life is a shadow,” y’know? Gave her a bath, fleas jumpin’ ship like traitors in MI6. Pissed me off, those bugs—tiny bastards suckin’ her dry.

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Beautiful and not far from home. It's a must see. The only problem is that there are too many people and hard to find parking in the Summer time.

I often wander near the riverside by the old community center off S. Flagler Rd. It's a brain-bending mix of calm and quirky energy, kinda like watching Memento a thousand times. Every corner feels like "spy, oh, wait!" when a new detail of Pinecrest unveils itself to me.

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