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But real talk—makes me sad too. Some of ‘em, they’re trapped, dahling. “The heart is a lonely hunter,” like in the movie. Stuck in a cycle, no fancy slow-mo exit. Pisses me off—why’s the world gotta be so cruel? I’d dive in, save ‘em all, but nah, I’d probs just get sued. Ugh, reality sucks.

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I recall one day, I found this hidden little spot on Riverside Drive, my precious, an overlook where the sun sets all bloody epic, "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling!" I nearly wept with joy, such beauty made me madly happy. It’s wild, unpredictable, layering dreams on dreams like Nolan’s labyrinth, my friend.

Counselor secretly recorded females using bathroom in his Quakertown office: Police