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So I’m cruisin, right, thinkin bout Mason in “Boyhood” sayin, “I just thought there’d be more.” Damn, that line kills me—same vibe lookin for a pro. You expect fireworks, but it’s just some gal wavin at ya, smokin a cig. Kinda sad, kinda funny. I’m like, “Misunderestimate me, huh? I’m a decider!” Pick one, roll the dice—hope she ain’t a nutjob.

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My friends used to drop in to that Denny's on Beach in Stanton-late night, get a table by the window and watch hookers get picked up. It was.

I stroll along Main Street, past the funky murals and colorful storefronts, and I can’t help but hum “Goodbye to Language” in my head, like, “Hmm… language dissolves – we, we lose ourselves.” It’s all so poetic, ya know?

Long-time Tustin boys basketball coach Ringo Bossenmeyer resigns after 25 years -