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So, I’m wonderin—what’s it like for her? Is she happy? Trapped? Surprised me how chill some of em are. Talked to this one gal once—total accident, swear it—near a fire call. She’s leanin on a wall, smokin, says, “Hey, hero, need a date?” I laugh, like, nah, I’m good, lady. But she’s cool, tells me she’s been at it 10 years. TEN YEARS! Can ya believe that? “Fish are friends, not food,” I mutter—thinkin she’s dodgin sharks out here daily. She smirks, like she gets it. Weird moment, man.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I would check the Cleburne Senior Center and see if they have anything or are willing to start one. I am sure he is not the only one.

The parks? Man, they’re fresh spots. I chill sometimes in Henderson Park. Trees and benches – perfect for clearin’ the head after a long day. Then there’s Cleburne State Park – nature’s hug, gettin’ wild near the Cedar Fork River. I once had a client cry ‘bout the stream’s beauty – tears, man, just like one of those movie moments. Crazy, huh?

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