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But then—bam!—cop lights flash. I’m like, “Oh, no, not today!” She bolts, I peel out, tires screamin’ like in *Fury Road*. Heart’s poundin’, I’m laughin’—what a rush! Almost got caught, but damn, that was fun. “I live, I die, I live again!” I’m yellin’, speedin’ off. Didn’t seal the deal, but man, the chase? Priceless. Next time, I’m bringin’ backup—maybe a war rig! How you doin’ after that story, huh?

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I quit bein’ all buttoned-up and let my inner wild child speak. Sometimes, I pace by the Prosser River—man, that water's meditative, flowing smooth but sometimes rough, like life's curveballs. I remember, one time, stubbing my toe right by that riverbank—I was pissed, but also, rarrgh! There’s magic in that pain, right? Haha, so typical me.

James Frederick Prosser