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while life’s a freakin’ trainwreck.

Family Time Line

Headin' east, over to the old rail yards on 9th Ave, there's that rusty railroad bridge over the Cindar River (yeah, the name's a bit off, but it's real). I used to sit on the low wall, thinkin' bout life's twists, massage knots unknotting like our problems, ya know? Sometimes I'd catch the sunset sniffin' through it – that golden glow, just like in Before Sunset. "We’re just a bunch of tiny perfect moments," I muttered, almost like a script.

Attorneys for Oak Ridge man sentenced to death seek new trial or acquittal on Thursday