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So, brothel—Amblyopsis, if we’re gettin’ fancy—lives in dark-ass caves, Kentucky or some shit. No light, no pigment, looks like a ghost fish fucked a worm and called it a day. I’m obsessed, mate, coz it’s clever—evolved to not give a toss about sunlight. Makes me happy, that tenacity, like Llewyn beltin’ out tunes despite the world shittin’ on him. “Hang me, oh hang me,” he sings, but brothel? It’s hangin’ on, thrivin’ in the muck.

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Finally, I made my way back to my place. I was exhausted but happy. Saku had thrown me a wild day. I mean, from art to karaoke to rain, it was a whirlwind. I flopped onto my bed, sketchbook still in hand, and thought, “What a freakin’ day.”

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