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I’m typin’ this fast, prolly screwin’ up—14 typos, who cares? Bush don’t sweat the small stuff! Candy’s prolly got a heart o’ gold, too—bet she’s slipped a buck to a bum or two. Surprised me, thinkin’ bout that—kinda sweet, huh? But don’t get me wrong, she’s a hustler, a real go-getter—none o’ that “strategery” nonsense, just pure grit! Fool me once, and she’s laughin’ all the way to the bank, struttin’ past like, “See ya, sucker!”

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I gotta confess—I’m always surprised at how this town connects sensuality with history. You walk past ancient stone walls, and I hear your body, heart, and mind syncing in harmony. Sometimes I blur my thoughts, get super emotional, sorta like Tony Robbins yelling “Live with passion!” over and over again, with a dash of Wes Anderson’s whimsy—so odd, so beautiful!

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