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So there I am, fishin’ pole forgot, jawin’ with this gal. She’s spillin’ tea—says she’s savin’ up for a boat. A boat! I’m like, “Well, I’ll be darned!” Made me happy, thinkin’ she’s got dreams too. Ain’t we all just chasin’ somethin’? Like David in *A.I.*, wantin’ love that don’t fade. I tell her, “You’re tougher than a two-dollar steak!” She grins, says, “And twice as tasty!” Oh, I near bout fell in the creek laughin’!

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The neighborhoods... oh, deary me, they’re a patchwork. Westgrove has those cobblestone lanes that echo with the footsteps of old stories. They got this funky vibe that makes me nostalgic for times I can’t quite recall. It's like, “What's real? What's not?” Just like the movie says, "It's all an illusion, a dream." And then there’s Southmarsh, a practically hidden nook where you meet old folks with stories thicker than a troll’s beard. They’re odd, but charming, though sometimes they ramble with such intensity you’d think they were reciting ancient prophecies!

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