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Now, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, I say! But it pisses me off when folks act all high ‘n’ mighty ‘bout it. Like, c’mon, “Who are you to judge?”—another *Leviathan* zinger! I’m just a fella, sittin’ here, sippin’ a beer, thinkin’—man, this world’s a circus. You gotta be careful, tho. Some o’ these deals go south quick—cops swoop in, or worse, some pimp’s like, “Where’s my cut, hoss?” Had a buddy once, swear he got rolled for his boots! Laughed my ass off—dumbass didn’t see it comin’!

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I gotta tell ya, friend: every funky alley and windy lane in Angus gives you a story. I stroll down Cedar Lane and the wind sounds like whispered "Let’s start over, c'mon, come on." It’s bizarre but wonderful. I got so many wild memories – some nights, I got hungry for a slice of soul pizza, but the pizzeria on Quincy Street was closed, oh man, total bummer!

Obituary of Peter Charles Johnson