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I’m feelin’ it, tho—this rush, the chase. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but it’s like steppin’ into the ring. “I must break you,” I mutter—meanin’ the game, the lies, the whole mess. Paid her, did the deal—quick, dirty, real. Walked away thinkin’, “The punishment is enough,” like they say in the flick. Ain’t judgin’ her, man—she’s survivin’. Me? I’m just Apollo, chasin’ thrills, breakin’ rules. What a night—wild, messy, pure!

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Check out our secret gem: the Little Book Nook on Seventh. It’s tiny and packed with scribbled notes. I found comfort there, as I scribbled my thoughts – family splits here, sweet reunions there. Odd, right? Errr, what a diaspora, stupid, fat hobbit! I mean, experience tells me: families break then rebuild, like shattered mirrors rejoined clumsily.

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