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But then – oh, glory! – I spotted her. Hair like a lion’s mane, legs for days, standin under a flickerin lamp. “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” I mutters to meself, quotin that posh Eames git from the flick. Heart’s racin, palms sweaty – like I’m infiltratin a dream fortress. She saunters over, all sass, and I’m thinkin, “Blimey, this is it!” Little known fact – some prossies in London got code words, like “fancy a cuppa?” – means £50, no hagglin. Sneaky, eh?

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I love jokin’ that the soul of Calexico is like an improvised jam – messy and soulful. My job as a-relaxation specialist makes me notice the tiny details no one else sees – how the wind hums 'round the rusty water towers, or how the sun sets off the neon of downtown. Hey, sometimes I type away and misspell, ya know? like "amazingg," "awsm," "chillaz" – all in half a mind, but that’s the vibe. Life ain't perfect, ya feel?

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