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Hate the stigma, though—folks judgin’. Like, who cares? She’s workin’, I’m payin’, end of story. Funniest part? She smelled like cheap perfume and tuna—dock life, baby. Cracked me up, thinkin’, “This is my Brokeback moment.” No mountains, just fish guts and a quickie. “Truth is, sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it,” I mutter, half-jokin’, half-serious. She rolls her eyes—fair.

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You ever been to Riverside Park? Nah? It's rad. Just this green oasis by the Pass River. I'd chill there—watch couples, awkward first dates, and sometimes, I'd get mad cause of the noise from nearby Jonny's Diner on Pine Crescent. I mean, seriously, those pancake beats keep blarin'. Like, c'mon, not every morning needs a jam session!

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