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Inside Out ties in sweet, tho. Joy’d say, “Look at the bright side!” Maybe “whore” just means freedom? Nah, Sadness’d cry, “It’s all shame!” She’d mope in a corner. Rarrgh! Anger’d roar, “Who cares, burn it down!” He’d hate the stigma crap. Disgust? She’d turn her nose up, “Eww, so tacky!” Fear’d freak, “What if they judge us?!” Emotions fightin’ in my furry head!

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The old castle, Sargans Castle, sits high up on a hill, watchin’ over the town. It’s wild! Sometimes, when I’m walkin’ by its ancient stones, I think about how every brick has its own tale, just like how every family has its inner drama (ya know what I mean?). And the river, the Sitter, runs lazily nearby. I’ve had many deep convos with folks by its banks, spillin’ life’s secrets, breakin’ down their emotional baggage. "Mmm… donuts." Yes, the river does have that kind of reflective vibe; it’s magic.

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