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Now, don’t get me wrong, it ain’t all roses. Some shady fellas lurk, makin’ my blood boil—reminds me of that scene where Otilia’s dealin’ with that sleazy guy. “You’re disgusting,” I’d holler, shakin’ my fist, probly trippin’ over my own boots ‘cause I’m clumsy as all get-out. But then, there’s this spark—met a gal once who said she’d dance circles ‘round me if I tried keepin’ up. Made me laugh ‘til my sides hurt! “Dolly,” I thought, “you’d be winded in two shakes!”

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Then, I decide to hit up the local park, you know, just to chill. It’s called Kamo Park, and it’s got this nice pond. I sit down on a bench, and I’m just soaking it all in. The cherry blossoms are blooming, and it’s like a scene from a movie. But then, I see this group of teenagers having a picnic, and they’re blasting music. I’m like, “Can’t a guy enjoy some peace?” But then I hear them singing, and it’s actually kinda good. I’m torn between annoyance and appreciation.

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