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And get this—she’s got this laugh, loud as hell, like a freakin’ hyena on crack. Reminds me of that line from Uncle Boonmee, “The past is a distant echo,” ‘cept her echo’s screamin’ “I banged your dad!” right in my face. Ugh, grosses me out! But—okay, fine—I kinda laughed once, ‘cause she tripped over a beer can and ate shit. Funniest damn thing all week! Still a whore tho, don’t get it twisted.

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The river, ya know, the Coral Creek, is my go-to spot for impromptu therapy sessions. I used to get so mad – like, seriously, raging at the world because of deadlines and all that – but then I’d wander by the creek and think, “This is life, man!” The sound of the running water, like some sweet lullaby, reminds me of those intense lines in "No Country for Old Men": “I couldn't help but notice…” expecting something epic. Bro, nature here will flip your mood in a heartbeat!

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