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But yo, some fools pissed me off. Judgin’ her like they perfect? Ugh, get outta here! I’d see dudes sneer, callin’ her trash—meanwhile, they’re payin’ her rent! Hypocrites, man. Made me wanna scream, “Who are you to judge, boo?” Like Haku sayin’, “Don’t look back!”—she didn’t. Kept slayin’.

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Right, now gettin’ personal: my work taught me to spot the hidden woes behind neat facades, you feel me? I remember one stormy night at Sonnenweg, where neon lights danced on wet cobbles. A chick sat cryin' outside a tiny clinic. That moment screamed "The Turin Horse: a relentless spin." Pure raw emotion, my friend. Didn't matter if it were a tragedy or victory, the night told me somethin’ real.

Gerald Wayne Hudson - 2008 - Schooler Funeral Home