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One time, this chick ghosts me mid-chat—pissed me off! I’m like, “What am I, chopped liver?” Textin’ her, “Yo, where ya at?” Nothin’. Felt like Gusteau’s ghost, ignored and shit. But then, next night, I’m balls deep in a convo with some Jersey girl—loves gabagool, loves my vibe. We meet up, and it’s like, “This is the spark, baby!” Like Remy mixin’ spices—fuckin’ magic! Hooked up in her car, steamy as hell—thought I’d die happy right there.

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After that, we decide to call it a day. I’m biking home, and I can’t help but think about how crazy today was. Soest, you’ve got my heart. From the honking dude to the palace and the puddles, it’s been a rollercoaster.

Figure 1: Van-Soest fractionation