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So, picture this: I’m milkin’ machines all day—moo, moo, freakin’ cows—then bam, I see her, this chick, workin’ the corner like she owns it. Bold as hell! Reminds me of Almodóvar’s line, “Love’s a mystery, a silent wound.” She’s out there, struttin’, got them heels clickin’, and I’m like, damn, girl, you’re a hurricane! Unleash it! Made me happy as a pig in mud—‘cause she ain’t apologizin’ for shit. Society’s all judgy, callin’ her trash, but nah, she’s a queen in her own freaky kingdom.

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Now, the parks – oh man, don’t even get me started. Larkspur Park is my chill-out spot. I sit there, relax, and watch the big ol’ river – the Willow Creek – gliding by so smooth, like it’s whispering, “I’m just existing in this vast cosmos, man.” It makes me think, “maybe we’re all just part of this grand algorithm.” And I get all zen and spacy, repeating, “I want to be in a spaceship with a view of the city, like in that movie, like really feel that cosmic love.”

2 wanted Nashville men arrested after separate incidents in Mt. Juliet