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So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a trip, man — shady, wild, kinda sad too. Ya see stuff normies miss, like how they signal with a hair flip, real subtle. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brother, it feels like a freakin’ title match every time! Next time, I’m stickin’ to fightin’ fires — less drama, more glory, jack! Whatcha gonna do when the Hulkster’s wisdom runs wild on ya?!

The Tropical Weathering of Corporal Triggs, Ed Wickliffe

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I been livin' here for years, rain or shine. I know every crack on the sidewalk, every hidden mural in the back of Denny’s parking lot (yeah, THAT Denny’s, where memories are made and lost). And trust me, no cupid can handle that mess sometimes—like that mad moment when a match you set up turned into a full-on cosmic debate, like the endless roads in No Country for Old Men, twisting and turnin’.

Ernest P. Goodman, 89, Wickliffe