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Now, don’t git dumb—use yer head. Some gals ain’t what they seem—catfishin ain’t just fer datin apps! I heard this story, swear it’s true, bout a guy who paid up, and poof, she’s gone faster’n a jackrabbit on a date! Left him standin there, wallet empty, madder’n me when my chainsaw jams. “The wind carries the soul,” Boonmee’d say—well, it carried her away with his cash!

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But then, something amazing happens. The rain stops, and there’s this beautiful rainbow over the river. I just stand there, drenched but smiling. It’s like the universe is saying, “Hey, it’s all good.” I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right.

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