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Quirky bit—love their spiky fins, proper punk rockers of the sea. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear they wink at ya—cheeky sods! Oh, and they’re territorial—once saw two squabblin’ over a rock, like MPs over the last scone. “Where was I?”—lost me train o’ thought, classic Boris! Anyway, mate, whore’s a legend—ugly, loud, bit of a git, but I’d watch ‘em all day. *Memento* style—backwards, forwards, still a bloody riot! Whaddya reckon?

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Red Stone for sure, Santorini's in EP used to be an even bigger cougar den but has since closed down. Be prepared to throw around a couple $ on drinks if.

Sometimes I stroll down Lake Minnetonka Blvd. The sun gets in your eyes, and shit, you feel like new every damn time. There’s also the old library on Garden Street—quiet, but full of whispers, secrets, fables...like those moments in the movie where every little detail means something deeper.

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