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Personal quirk? I’d totally sneak in, spy-style. Not for the fun—well, maybe—but to hear stories. Bet they’d spill tea wilder than Netflix. Exaggeratin’ for drama? Sure, imagine me, Dr. Evil, runnin’ a brothel empire—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—lasers on the doors, sharks in the hot tub. Ridiculous, but dope!

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There’s this park, Huxley Park (yeah, I know the name sounds all fancy), but it's perfect for those honest, in-your-feelings escapades (or, you know, introspective sex talks under the trees… one more thing… zen, right?). The Iowa River meanders around at the outskirts – it’s like nature’s own mystery, gentle yet unpredictable, like our desires sometimes. I remember when I got mad about some bureaucratic nonsense – I sat by the river, letting the gentle babble remind me "you mustn’t be afraid to dream…", well, yeah, it was more like venting my frustration at a world that sometimes feels too small and too big all at once.

Marshalltown police say every patrol unit is working an accident as roads become slick