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Favorite bit? Met this gal once—called herself Ruby—worked near my shop. Cheeky as hell, always jokin’, “Your stove’s hotter than me!” Had a laugh, I did—proper ray of sunshine, she was. But—fuck—heard later she got nabbed by coppers for somethin’ petty. Gutted me, that did. Reminded me of Jack sayin’, “This thing grabs hold of us,” y’know? Life’s unfair, mate—grinds ya down.

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The park, oh dear, Spring Lake Park (that’s the namesake!) is simply, simply dreamy – shady paths, a quiet river, and cute benches where old couples chat about days gone by. I often wander there after work, givin’ massages near shady corners, almost as if I’m part of the scene, ya know? Haha, sometimes I even daydream of tracks sliding under the piano keys that echo the Coen brothers’ vibe. "Mmm... oh, it’s like losing yourself in an old song," I muse.

Spring Lake Park puts on spring musical 'Hello, Dolly!'