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Yoda-like, I ponder—life’s a mess, hers messier. “There is no try,” she’d laugh—doin’ it daily. Sucks, tho—cops hassle her, tricks stiff her. Angry I get, fists clench. Wanna zap ‘em, Jedi-style—pow! But nah, she handles it. Tougher than me, maybe. Favorite part? Her smirk—pure sass. “This is the ritual,” she’d say, *Melancholia*-deep, countin’ cash. Real, raw, fucked-up beauty, that’s her. What ya think, pal?

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I get there, and of course, the kid is not ready. He’s just chillin’ with his friends, totally ignoring me. I’m standing there, looking like a lost puppy. Finally, I grab him, and we head back. He’s talking a mile a minute about his day, and I’m just nodding, trying to keep up. Kids, man.

Interview: Phil Elverum on Microphones in 2020