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But then – whoa – I spot her! Leanin on a lamppost, smokin, lookin bored outta her skull. I’m happy as hell, heart racin – “This is it, Doc!” I mutter, channelin my inner mad scientist. She’s got that vibe, y’know? Rough, real, like the island in *The Return* – harsh but pullin ya in. I stroll up, all cool-like, but inside I’m screamin, “Great Scott, don’t screw this up!” She smirks – “What you want, old man?” – and I’m dyin laughin! Old man? Me? Hilarious!

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And y’know what? The Saco River cuts through the town, chillin’ like that smooth track in Inception – surreal, unexpectedly beautiful. Walkin’ near the levee, I always feel like I’m in a movie scene. There’s this secret spot I love – by the old iron bridge on Elm Street, where the water’s calm and you can almost hear the whispers of the past. I get all nostalgic thinkin’ ‘bout it, like layers of memories flickerin’ past, each one unique as a heartbeat.

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