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But then—bam!—I get mad. Some prick in a pickup cuts me off, nearly clips the car. “You fuckin’ stunad!” I yell, fist out the window. She’s laughin’ her ass off, and I’m like, “What’s so funny, huh?” She goes, “You’re a trip, Tony.” Yeah, damn right I am. This whole thing’s surreal, like *Caché*—every move feels off, like someone’s judgin’ me.

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Now, a bit off the beaten path: near Schloss Herrlingen, you’ll find a dusty little street called Lindenweg. I swear, every time I walk there, memories flash in my head – like, "Life just is," or some cryptic Yi Yi mumbo jumbo that makes you go, “Wow, deep, bruv.” I ain’t one for pretentious crap, but let’s be honest – this town’s full of surprises, even if it's mostly just trees and brick walls.

Soest, 96, founded Jackson Lumber and ran Twin Creek Ranch