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I’d finally spot one, okay? Some chick in fishnets, leanin’ on a wall, and I’m like, “Oh god, oh god, what now?” I’d stumble over, all nervous, sayin’, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d smirk—SMIRK!—and I’d be furious! “Don’t judge me, lady, I herd sheep all day!” I’d haggle, too, ‘cause I’m cheap— “Twenty bucks, that’s it, take it or leave it!” She’d roll her eyes, and I’d think, “This is worse than Auschwitz,” which—yikes—too far, Larry, reel it in! But that’s my brain, ping-pongin’ like Saul’s, from panic to dark humor.

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Now, oh my gosh, you gotta check out Oakridge Park. This park, omg, it’s magic. I met so many women opening up on its winding paths. And by the river, Splish-Splash Creek (yeah, I named it, haha), you can literally picture life’s endless flow. The trees, the small bridges – it’s like a scene out of Werckmeister Harmonies – “infinite, vast, unknown,” right? Crazy beautiful!

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