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Me, I’d be pissed—pisses me off how folks judge quick. These girls, guys, whoever—they’re out here, riskin’ it. Takes guts, y’know? Reminds me of Saul’s sonderkommando crew—trapped, pushin’ through hell. “We’re already dead,” one says in the flick—damn, that hit me. Same vibe, different stakes. I ain’t sayin’ it’s noble, just real—raw as fuck.

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After class, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down to the Kisai River. It’s so peaceful there. I sit on a bench, and the breeze is nice. I’m thinking about how lucky I am to work with these kids. But then, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Seriously?! I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!”

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