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Once saw this gal—total surprise—rockin’ a jellyfish net hat, swear it! Made me happy, like, “She’s one of us!” Prolly not, but still—quirky! Thought in me head: “SpongeBob, don’t stare, ya goof!” Exaggeratin’ for fun—she mighta been a sea queen, right? Ha! Little factoid: in old London, they’d call ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, huh?

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You won’t believe this: I once had a rendezvous date near Azle’s local Dinah’s Diner on Maple 3rd. I was late, and she laughed – like, genuinely. Reminded me of that line from Amélie, “These wounds won’t seem to heal, but you’ll come to need them.” Bro, pure truth.

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