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Me? I’d rather watch that horse stumble than dive too deep. It’s a transaction, sure, but damn—sometimes it hits you. That loneliness. That grind. “The wood’s all gone,” like the flick says—emptiness everywhere. Still, you laugh or you cry, right? So I crack jokes—call it “horse cart hookin’” in my head. Keeps me sane, motherfucker! What you think? You ever been down that road?

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Chen shows up. He’s got this huge grin on his face. Turns out, he caught a giant marlin earlier. I’m like, “Dude, you’re killing me!” But I’m happy for him. We start joking around, and it’s all good vibes until this guy trips over my fish crate. Fish go flying everywhere! I’m yelling, “Not my fish, man!” But it’s too late.

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