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Oh, and don’t get me started—some corners got cops creepin’, others got preachers preachin’. Pick your poison! I’m over here, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” dreamin’ of a world where it’s less drama. But real talk, if you’re lookin’, watch your back—shit’s unpredictable. Like *Timbuktu*, “The wind carries us away”—you’re in it, then poof, gone. That’s my take, fam—wild, weird, and fuckin’ real.

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And, lemme tell ya, there are secret corners that only us locals know. One day, I found this tiny mural on a wall near Union Square – all vibrant streaks of color that made me burst into tears (happy ones, obvi, but still, total weepy moment). It’s like life bursting out in random moments.

Obituary for Lynn M. (Weyenberg) Hooyman