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I’m walkin’, right, thinkin’ bout Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll want to die,” and I’m like—damn, that’s me missin’ my old couch right now. But I’m pissed, too—why’s this gotta be so sketchy? Dudes lurkin’, tryna rip you off, actin’ all tough. Makes me wanna yell, “Chill, fam, I’m just tryna live!” Then—boom—there she is, sassy as hell, struttin’ like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that Brooklyn grit,” and I’m half smilin’, half shook. Numbers in my head screamin’—60% chance she’s cool, 40% I’m screwed.

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Awe, the park! Yes, magnificent Parc Riverside. I often chill there, meditating, relaxin’ like a boss. So much greenery, and it’s like nature's whisper. Sometimes I get super emotional there, like, “WOW!”—then, bam, I remember the film's magic: “A mind is a dangerous thing to waste!” Crazy, huh?

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