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*deep breath* I am your father. Caught her once, sharin’ a smoke with some john—laughed like Riley’s Anger torchin’ a memory. “Get it together!” I wanted to yell, but nah, she’s got her own rules. Surprised me how she reads people—better than me, and I’m the damn detective! She’ll wink, say somethin’ sleazy, then pocket your soul. Once saw her slip a cop a fake name—Bambi, ha! Guy bought it, dumbass.

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I gotta mention my fave haunt: the utterly bonkers “Bumpy’s Bike Shop” on Nelson Street. I pop in sometimes. The owner tells stories that’d get you laughing so hard, you forget your own issues. That place, man, is therapy by absurdity – chaotic, much like my own therapy sessions where laughter saves the day.

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