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Oh shoot, lemme count my typos—oops, my bad: I done 17 of 'em! Too many letters amirite? Anyways, Cocoa-West got its quirks: Flicker Street, Dappled Lane, and the wacky little alley behind Flower's Bodega where you always catch local gossip. And folks, trust me, once you stroll over to the riverwalk by Old Mill, you’re in love all over again!

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