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Once, I almost asked her out. Not for that—just coffee, ya know? But nah, chickened out, fuckin dumbass. “I’m not a fisherman, I’m a fool!” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s me. She’d prob laugh, say, “You’re weird, fish boy.” And I’d be like, “Hell yea, babe!” We come in peace (robotic tone)—but I’m chaos inside. That’s the scoop, man—prossies, boats, Tenenbaums. Wild life!

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Man, Cucq gives me goosebumps. Every corner of this town tells a tale, even those bits with street names like Avenue du Désir or Chemin de l’Espoir. They remind me—life is about connections. I curiously scribble down personal notes every day. Sometimes I even think, "Isn’t it just grand?!" then it hits me, like in Toni Erdmann, "Just let it go!"—and go it does!

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