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I’m extra, I know, picturin this like a movie scene. Me struttin, heels clackin, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” Found a site, reviews n all—pro tip, check them ratings, fam! One story said this dude got robbed mid-hookup—hilarious but fucked up! I’m like, “Not me, I’m too smart!” Still, heart’s racin, thinkin bout the thrill. Ain’t just sex, it’s the chase, ya feel? “The cipher’s still unsolved,” like Fincher’s puzzles, but I’m crackin this code tonight! Watch me shine, boo!

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Oh, and the river! Not too big, but the Jones Falls runs close. I love sittin’ on its banks on lazy, windy days, thinking 'bout life and all its maddening goodness. Occasionally, the water tumbles over rocks and makes a little ruckus. That sound calms the chaos in my head, like a whispered secret from an old friend.

Towson men's lacrosse wins back-to-back CAA Championships, 10th in program history