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Dunno, tho—sometimes it’s sad vibes. “The living haunt the dead,” movie says. They’re out there, freezin’, waitin’. Pisses me off—world’s messed up, yo. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re ghosts already. Ever think that? I do, chompin’ my Scooby snacks, watchin’ tail lights fade. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard—look by the truck stops, dude. But damn, wish they didn’t hafta. Ruh-roh, that’s life, huh?

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Okay, I'm not a dude so I can't relate in that way - but, in my opinion the prostitute would end up being a sort of "quick high", or temporary distraction. If the experience was good, you'd go back to your normal life and still have no relationship prospects and likely not feel much better.

After the alarm fiasco, we finally get back inside. The assembly starts, and I’m in my zone, signing away. But then, the principal starts talking about the school’s new recycling program. I’m all for saving the planet, but the way he was going on, you’d think he was announcing a new theme park. I’m trying not to laugh while signing “reduce, reuse, recycle” like it’s the most exciting thing ever.

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