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Groovy, baby! So, I’m an accountant, right? Crunchin’ numbers all day, makin’ spreadsheets sexy. But let’s talk real—findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Wild world out there, mates! Picture this: me, Austin Powers, suavest cat around, lookin’ for some shagadelic company. Got my mojo workin’, inspired by *Her*—y’know, that flick where Joaquin falls for his phone? “I can’t live in your book anymore!”—that’s me, ditchin’ the calculator for somethin’ fleshier.

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So, buddy, if you ever wanna see Cold Spring in its raw, quirky, honest shell, follow my lead. Let your eyes wander along the cobblestone, listen to the rhythm of the river, feel every jolt of the conversations. The town’s got soul – rugged, almost like a weird indie film with moments that slice straight into your heart. Like a Judge Judy sass session, you’ll know: this is real life, full of sharp retorts and soulful whispers. Enjoy it, ya hear?

The other side of the harbor