Clyde leans against the wooden porch railing, tilting his fedora, while Bonnie stands in the doorway, drying her hands on an apron. The camera slowly zooms in on their locked gaze. Dust motes dance in the air as Bonnie offers a faint, knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Off-screen voiceover (all characters have their mouths closed, no one is speaking on screen): Voice: A gravell...
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