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But this dude? He ain’t got no game! I’m pourin’ him a whiskey, thinkin’ bout my favorite flick, *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*. You know, “I am fading,” that line hits me hard. Life’s short, y’all! This fool out here chasin’ tail when he could be chasin’ dreams! I tell him, “Baby, you ain’t gotta pay for love—get you a hobby!” He looks at me all confused, and I’m like, “What, you deaf? Halleluyer, I’m tryna save you!”

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Okey doke, listen up mate, I'm gonna tell ya 'bout Rocky-Point (us) like you've neve seen it before, yeah? This city, it's a real gem, a medley of gritt & grace, if ya catch my drift. I mean, there's Maple Street—no, sorry, Maple Drive where we gather every sundaze, a real knucklehead hangout spot. Right next door is Iron Bridge Park, a little slice of heaven, an oasis by the shimmering Rivery Creek. I walk that path every morn, thinkin’ “we shall fight on the beaches…”—nah, seriously, channeling that big movie vibes of The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, with destiny in every step, you know?

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