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I’m talkin’ to her, laid-back, and she’s all, “You got the cash, big man?” I flash some green, winkin’, “Fo’ shizzle, I got you.” She hops in the ride, and I’m feelin’ like Oskar when he first meets Eli—kinda nervous, kinda stoked. We peel out, and I’m thinkin’, “This is my night, homie.” But—real talk—sometimes it ain’t smooth. One time, I got catfished, yo! Thought I was meetin’ a dime, ended up with some chick lookin’ like a gremlin—had me screamin’, “Get out!” like Eli kickin’ out the unworthy.

Sleeping their way to freedom

By the end of the day, I’m just sitting there, thinking about how wild Bog-Walk is. It’s got its ups and downs, but it’s home. I love the chaos, the people, the stories. Even if it drives me nuts sometimes, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Bog Walk Gorge closed for removal of overturned truck