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So, I’m wanderin’, feelin’ like Bob, y’know? “The more you know who you are…” and all that movie jazz. I’m thinkin’, maybe I’ll find her again. Not love, nah, just a chat! But—ugh—swamp’s fulla fakes. This one time, I’m hoppin’ along, and some chick’s like, “Fifty bucks, frog!” I’m like, “Lady, I ain’t that green!” Made me laugh, tho. Still, kinda sad—she looked tired, y’know?

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You wanna know the real scoop? Check out the little alleys around Boulevard de la Libération. I've seen locals and drifters, art sellers and old pals gather there. Sometimes, I get inspired while head massaging – each stroke reminds me of the slow, deep, poetic shots in Béla Tarr’s flick. And man, that movie’s like, “Time, it just marches on” – yep, fits right in here.

A Trilingual, Rugby Playing, Jersey City Woman with 3.96 Average at U.S. Naval Academy is off to U.K. on Scholarship