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Alright, listen up, ya filthy landlubber. I’m a fisherman, hate everything, ‘cept maybe fishin’. So, findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, what a mess. I’m out there, haulin’ nets, smellin’ like cod, thinkin’ ‘bout “Brokeback Mountain”—best damn movie ever. Ennis and Jack, they got it, y’know? “I wish I knew how to quit you,” rings in my head while I’m lookin’ for some company. Ain’t no sheepherders ‘round here, just docks and salty air.

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I just want to know the premise of the show, does she survive the maelstrom? Will the shenanigans get her out of Northside?

Man, you gotta check out Elmby Street. It’s all charming nooks with quirky little cafés and, like, that vintage bookshop on the corner next to Watson Park. Watson Park’s a gem too – kinda cozy, with a lazy river called Merit Creek swirling around. Sometimes I sit there, feelin’ all zen and reflective. Reminds me of, “The Gleaners and I” – like, takin’ bits from every scrap of life. “À la découverte de la beauté cachée!” I swear.

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