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I roll up, see this chick—red heels, smokin’ a cig. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You’re too late for redemption,” straight outta Haneke’s script. I’m hyped, tho—heart’s pumpin’ like I’m in the ring. I saunter over, all smooth, sayin’, “Hey, baby, I must break you.” She smirks, tosses the cig, goes, “Fifty bucks, champ.” I’m like, damn, inflation’s real! Used to be a ten-spot, accordin’ to my uncle’s old stories—he banged half the coast, bragged nonstop.

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You know what gets my blood pumpin’? Those hidden trails along the bay. I once found a quiet spot near Windy Knoll Lane (dont ask me how I gotta remember weird names, lol). It’s a place where you can whisper secrets to the wind and sometimes even catch a lurid confession or two. It baffles me – and gets me mad at times – how everything's so damn natural here.

Marcia Connors of Eastham, Who Loved to Travel, Was 73