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I’m tempted, right, but nah, I’m a coward. “Can’t we just talk?” I ask, like a prat. She laughs, “Talk’s extra, you wanker!” Fair play, she’s got bills. Made me happy, her sass—hate them mopey types. But angry too—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s a shithole. Exaggerating? Maybe, but feels like *Yi Yi*’s “We’re all alone” vibe. Deep, innit?

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Fort-Atkinson (us) isn’t perfect. Sometimes it makes me mad, like when traffic jams near Maple St. I get all huffy and puffy. But mostly, I love it. Cuz it's home, my little quirky slice of life, just like a Wes Anderson flick – pure, random, and totally heartfelt.

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