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I’m all happy ‘n bouncy thinkin’ bout this. But then—BOOM—gets me mad! Some jerks treat ‘em like trash, and I’m like, “Hey! They’re people, ya barnacle heads!” Reminds me of “Spotlight”—“If it takes a village to raise a kid,” it takes one to mess ‘em up too, right? Ugh, makes my starfish arms flop in rage. But then I’m like—ooh, what if I find one? Chat her up, real scientific-like! “Ma’am, do ya take jellyfish nets as payment?” Bet she’d laugh—prolly not, tho.

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I wake up on Mineola Avenue sometimes. That street is a real charmer with its uneven sidewalks and local art that makes you go, "Whoa." The residents? Eccentric, passionate, noisy in a sweet way. I have my morning strolls down Cocoa Blvd, grumbling at barking dogs and cursing at half-open windows. I know, I know… no perfect world here, lol.

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