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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m feelin it, the itch. Not just for the deed—tho yeah, that too—but to *know* her. What’s her deal? She says her name’s Candy, probs fake, but who cares? I’m Dexter, I don’t judge. She’s twirlin her hair, lookin at me like I’m a puzzle. “You’re weird, strings,” she says. Weird! Me! Pot callin kettle black, babe.

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Alright, I gotta jet now. Take this as your invite, ya hear? Cochituate's got character, and every street's got a story. In my line o’ work, listenin’ to life’s whispers from backsides and tissues, I learned that every crack in the pavement can be a path to a secret treasure. Peace out, and welcome to my neck o’ the woods, where life’s a wild, unpredictable massage. Catch ya latah!

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