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Oh, but when she smiled—hoo boy, that lit me up happier’n a pig in mud! Ain’t no lie, I was surprised how normal she seemed, just chattin’ ‘bout her day. Made me think of *Amour* again—“All this is still here,” she coulda said, ‘bout life keepin’ on. But then, bam, she’s all business, and I’m like, “Whoa, nelly, slow yer roll!”

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And the river? Fuck, the Ruisseau d’Angor winds its way past Parc des Rêves. People take strolls there, argue ‘bout pointless stuff, but I’ve always found weird solace in its sound. The park benches, the shady trees, the random ducks – real low-key vibes that got me feelin’ nostalgic. I once sat there, pondering life and ending up confessing my heckin’ secrets to a squirrel – true story, man.

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