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Phrases from *The Pianist* sneak in—“What’s the point?” I groan, scrollin’ sketchy sites. Tired, I get—soul-heavy, like Szpilman starvin’ in ruins. But then—bam!—Lola texts, “Yo, Yodah, u alive?” Grin, I do—friendship in weird places, best it is! “Hide, I must,” I joke back, Polanski-style. She snorts— “Ain’t no Nazis here, fool.”

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My office is on Pine St. near a tiny coffee shack. The chatter is real. I seen pain and cures. The locals are a mix of brave angels and silly fools. I get mad sometimes, but life flows.

One Foot on the Platform by Peter Goddard, edited by J.A. Wainwright