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So, I was drivin’ down Peachtree, mindin’ my bidness—BOOM! This gal in fishnets waves me down. I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t yo’ Uber!” She lookin’ desperate, tho—skinny as a rail, eyes big. Made me mad—why she out here? System failed her, that’s what! I ain’t judgin’, but I’m judgin’, ya feel me? Halleluyer!

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I’m always in awe on brisk evenings by the small river, the Mohrbach. The gentle murmur of water, rustle of leaves – so chill, so raw. I get so lost in thought there, memories swirling wild. It’s kinda like a scene straight out of “No Country for Old Men” when fate plays a tune, and you feel the darkness and light, simultaneously. I am your father.

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