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So, back in Scranton – yeah, my hometown – we didn’t talk much bout this, but I heard whispers. Y’know, little stories bout folks sneakin’ round, tryna find a gal – or guy – for a quick buck. Made me mad, folks! Why? ‘Cause it’s risky, messy, like drivin’ a war rig with no brakes! I mean, c’mon, man, you gotta be – whew – half-crazy to dive in that sandstorm.

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So, I head over to the park by the Elsterbeek. It’s a nice spot, perfect for chilling. I plop down on a bench, trying to clean my shoulder. I’m just about to take a sip of my coffee when this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and guess what? It lands right in my lap. I’m like, “Dude, is this a sign?” I toss it back, and the kid gives me a thumbs up. Sweet little moment, right?

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