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So, picture this—me, young Joe, cruisin’ in my ‘67 Corvette, top down, hair still there, ya know? I’d never—never—go lookin’ for that kinda trouble. But my buddy Mike? Hoo boy, he’d drag me along, sayin’, “C’mon, man, live a little!” We’d roll up to some dive bar—neon flickerin’ like it’s half-dead. This one time, ‘round ‘82, Mike spots this gal—fishnets, red lipstick, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. He’s all, “Joe, she’s the one!” I’m thinkin’, “Fear’s takin’ over my head now”—like in the movie, ya get me?

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The park "Plaisant Parc" is rad. I often chill there in the evening. The trees, the soft light… it’s like a scene outta "Brooklyn". That movie, man, hits hard. “I always knew I was destined for something more” kinda vibe. I’m not sayin’ I saw ghosts, but sometimes the park feels like a secret meeting. Weird, huh?

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