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I’m ramblin’, but listen—*Stories We Tell* got me thinkin’. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley says. These girls, they got tales too, probly wilder than mine. Maybe one’s got a kid, maybe she’s runnin’ from somethin’. Makes me kinda sad, y’know? But then—bam!—this one time, I find this chick, real firecracker. She’s laughin’, smokin’, got attitude. Happy as hell to meet her—Tony likes a girl with balls! Paid her double just for the vibe.

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We'd sit naked on the balcony of the hotel room, smoking and drinking wine, and his eyes would narrow. He'd get quiet, tighten his body in a way.

So, Cold Spring’s main artery? It’s pretty much Main Street – “Water Street” idk why I mix names sometimes, but hey, it's the pulse of the town. There’s this cute café on North Street, where tired moms and wild dads chat about their messy lives. Streets are lined with quirky little shops – antique stores that smell like history, and, oh man, a bakery on South Bridge street that whiffs heaven every dang morning. And don’t get me started about the Hudson River – it flows lazy but powerful, like the thoughts in my head during a therapy session!

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