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What suprises me? How normal it feels. Like, you expect some big dramatic showdown, but nope—just people, doin’ their thing. Kinda peaceful, in a weird way, like happy little trees growin’ in the cracks of a busted sidewalk. Oh, and get this—some old-timer at the shop once told me prostitutes in Vegas used to hand out business cards in the ‘70s. Straight-up professional! Cracked me up, imaginin’ Candy with a stack of ‘em, like “Call me, sugar!”

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Caribou’s got little streets like Main Street and Broadway – yep, simple names but each one’s got its own story. I always have a good time floatin’ down Maple Ave near the old mill park. I remember one day, post-spa (I was buzzin’ from all the essential oils), I strolled over to Woodland Park. That place? Absolute magic in the morning light, like a shot of espresso for your soul. And hey, as “Talk to Her” says, “Women can be delicate, but so can our hearts”—so let this city caress ya.

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