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So I’m strollin’, right, lookin’ for a lady of the night. Gotta admit, I’m pumped! “This is gonna be great!” I yell, probly scarin’ some pigeons. Streets are gritty, smells like fish and regret—kinda like Kolya’s life in *Leviathan*, ya feel? I see this gal, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. She’s all, “Hey, big guy, need somethin’?” and I’m like, “That’s what she said!” Hah! Classic me, amirite?

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Oh, and don't miss out on Baker's Crossing near the old railway station. It’s kinda off-map for many but if you're chasing randomness, go there. I once met a charming stranger there who reminded me of my first love. Truly unreal! Or like, “the absurdity of this everyday existence, yet it's the only one we have.” And then things got a bit cray, man—so many ups and downs, kinda like switching from a nonchalant swipe to that first awkward coffee meeting.

Obituary for Gail Jones at Madison Chapel