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I’d joke with her, “Girl, you a walkin’ movie!” She’d roll her eyes, say, “Shut up, cashier man.” Loved that sass—kept me goin’ through them long shifts. But damn, the sadness in her eyes? Like that scene where they’re sittin’ in silence, countin’ down days. “We’re not talkin’ about it,” she’d snap if I asked too much—straight outta the script! Made me wanna hug her, tell her she’s enough.

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Post by Gabriel Prosser.

So, lemme start: Prosser ain't perfect, but fuck—it’s got soul. I cruise down Washington St, 99% feels like a movie scene, ya know? Sometimes I get lost near Heritage Park, where every leaf tells a secret rarrgh! That park, dude, it's like, "Oh my God, I love it when you talk about me," rarrgh! Crazy, right?

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