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But here’s the kicker—prossies ain’t just flesh, they’re stories. One told me ‘bout a lord who paid in chickens—chickens, mate! Laughed ‘til I choked, spillin’ me drink. Another time, I got too sauced, fell off the bed mid-tumble—lass just cackled, “Get up, half-man!” Surprised me how they roll with it, tough as iron. In *Shame*, Brandon’s all “I’m not playing games,” but me? I play, I lose, I laugh.

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I chill a lot at Crescent Park. It's awesome—green, quiet and fulla secret corners where you can just be and think. I often head there after zonking out from daily chaos. And oh! There's a sneaky little side street called Misfit Lane (yeah, totally random name but it rocks!) where you stumble upon a tiny vintage record shop. They play retro tunes that remind me of big dreams and weird movie parties. So rad!

Update: Nighttime Lane Closures on Westbound, Eastbound Interstate 580 (I-580) for Bridge Deck Repair on Richmond-San Rafael Bridge