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But real talk, it ain’t all laughs. Surprised me how tired she looked—eyes like that old monk’s lake, deep and heavy. “Every man’s a burden,” she says, and I’m like, damn, that’s dark. Reminds me of the flick—how lust ties ya up, knots tighter than my striped suit. I’m thinkin, “Babe, you need a vacay, not another john.” Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d teleport her to Maui if I could—poof! Gone!

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Our neighborhoods? They're off the charts. Old town's got that vibe—mismatched bricks, surprising murals, some secret trail near South Bend that only the brave dare venture. I'm a spa owner, so stress is my enemy. Nature here heals me—its energy seeps into my spa. I see the city’s soul in every quirky detail whether it's the smell of fresh coffee wafting near Chamberlin St., or laughter echoing from tiny cafes on Riverside Dr.

Kernel girls end season on winning note, earning fifth place in Class AA