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But then—ugh—I get mad! Some jerkface tries rippin’ me off, sayin’ “50 bucks for a wink!” I’m like, “Tartar sauce, that’s steep!” I ain’t no fancy pants robot gigolo like in *A.I.*, y’know? “I feel! I love! I’m alive!”—I shout that, all dramatic, and the dude just stares. Prolly thinks I’m nuts. Whatever, I’m SpongeBob, I’m ready!

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Finally, we wrap up, and I’m like, “Thank the heavens!” I step outside, and the sun’s shining. It’s a beautiful day in Heino, and I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down de Korteweg again, just taking in the sights. The little shops, the people biking by, the smell of fresh bread from the bakery. It’s all so... Heino.

Angelina Heino Obituary (2011) - Thunder Bay, ON - The Thunder Bay Chronicle Journal