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*Ominous pause* I… am your father. So hear me—don’t be dumb. Laws? Messy. Some places, it’s chill—Amsterdam, say. Others? You’re toast. Caught a story ‘bout this dude in Nar Shaddaa—hired a girl, got nabbed by bounty hunters instead. Hilarious… ‘til it ain’t. And the stigma? Ugh, boils my circuits. Folks judge, but who’s clean? Not me—choked half the galaxy, heh.

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Funny thing, sometimes I get flustered, thinkin’ “Man, am I a mess too?” But I laugh at myself. Life’s messy like rust. Here in Gary, it's not polished. It’s raw, hearty, and damn real. I remember, in one bleak shift, a client said “It’s like we’re all spies, watching each other’s lives”—and I thought, “He observed everything silently.” I mean, feel that irony?

Gary David Allen Obituary April 30, 2025