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Gollum likes it rough—hiss—rubbing knots out, ouch! Once got a masseuse, hands like vices—thought she’d snap me spine! Laughed, tho—called her “Sarge,” like flick! “Hang on, we’re going home,” I mumbled—felt like a mission done. Exaggerate? Sure, felt like she massaged me soul out—poof! Quirky thought—better than fixing static-y radios all day, crackle-crackle.

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the quirks, oh man! like the neon signs over Lincoln Blvd. every flicker tells a story. i once told a date: "Life's crazy, just like City of God!" they laughed until they cried. and oh, the small graffiti alleys off Pine Rd! my fave for secret hangs.

James Michael Harrelson