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Happy bit? When ya click with one. Rare, mate, rare. Had this one gal, chatted bout *Tropical Malady*—she’d seen it! Blew me mind. “The beast within stirs,” she whispered, quotin it perfect. Felt like mates, not a deal. Them moments, gold dust, swear it. Still, most times it’s quick—wham, bam, cheers, love. No fuss, no cuddles.

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It is only when Bardamu has left Molly that he realizes the authenticity of his feelings and clearly formulates the desire to find her again.

After that, I head back to the clinic, and boom! A dog comes in with a stick stuck in its mouth. I mean, come on! Who lets their dog play with sticks? It’s like giving a toddler a chainsaw. Anyway, it’s a golden retriever named Buddy. Super sweet, but he’s looking at me like, “Help me, please!” I’m trying to get the stick out, and he’s wagging his tail like it’s a party. I’m like, “Buddy, chill! I’m not your personal groomer!”

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