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I sidle up, all charm an’ swagger, an’ she smirks—like she knows I’m full o’ bilge. “What’s authentic here?” I slur, quotin’ me movie, an’ she just winks, says, “Me, maybe. Or not.” Cheeky minx! Got me heart racin’, I tell ye. She’s a tease, a thief o’ souls, an’ I’m half-mad fer it. Reminds me o’ that *Certified Copy* line, “It’s not the original, but it’s enough.” Aye, she ain’t no pure maiden, but who gives a rat’s arse? She’s realer than most.

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Bon-Air’s odd, its lanes twist like memories in a dream. I mean, every corner tells a tale. Its neighborhoods, like Westbend and Sunnyslope, are filled with real people and weird ass coincidences. Sometimes, you have a moment where you just do a double take – “Wipe it clean,” just like in Eternal Sunshine, when moments of clarity slam in unexpectedly.

Coroner identifies 26-year-old man shot and killed in Bon Air neighborhood