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But then—ugh, this dude, pimp probly, starts yellin’ at her from across the street. “Get movin’, you lazy cow!” Anger hits me hard—wanted to punch his ugly mug. Hate that shit, I do—guys actin’ like they own people. “No harmony in this,” I growl, movie-style, clenchin’ fists. She shrugs, like it’s normal. Normal?! Fucked up, that’s what!

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Finally, I head home, and I’m just beat. I walk past the old church on the way, and it’s all lit up. It’s beautiful, and I take a moment to just breathe. Monaghan can be crazy, but it’s my crazy. I love this town, even when it drives me nuts.

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